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SAMUEL J. SIBIM0K8 and CALEB HATCH. 



BOSTON, MASS. 



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PlOtj Dialogue, lucidents, Scenery and ('liaiiictei's, 



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A MOTHER'S MEMORY. 



CHAKACTEKS. 

DAX O'MAXX, a true Irish friend (Mn. C. 11. Fikldin.;.) 

Tom 1vj>[ball, a youu?- Inventor. 

Mu. 3Iki{(;]:j{, alias West, his own worst encui} . 

J'ki,)UO, an Italian ratlrone. 

M^. FlsivE, a New York Bunivcr. 

])AVii> Wu.soN, a Sailor. 

Old C'RAMrs, a Miser. 

Stii'iUK FAiimoNT, Sheriff and rostni:is!(5 • in 'J\)i)i')^!oii<', Ariz tiKu 

roLiCEMAX, looking for Dan. 

Lawveu Faklky, susceptible, but s<iu;ire. 

Mu. Kavine, Proprietor of Ilavine's (furUen, Tu-soi, Ari/zoiiu. 

CAI'I'. U. S. AltMY. 

MisEu's Mexican Seuvaxt. 

DAVY, an Orphan Lad (Miss Maguib Walki:uJ. 

Flokexce, Daughter of Mr. Fisl^o, 

AirxT Jaxe, an Old Maid, with wcaiv nerve-. 

Kitty, who is breaking Dan's heart. 

Mexicans, Miners, Soldiers, Ladies, Children, &c. 



A MOTHER'S MEMORY. 

Opening Music at rise of Curtain— a^V'altz. 
ACT I-SCKXE I. 

PoHor of Solon Fiske, New York hanker, C. 7>., hac/r.d ..Ith h<nj wlndoin, fane, Ure^ 
pl'ice,manae^jn.oeofmnrhle ,uth faun, .lork on, portrait hanrjln, nrer manU^ 
trun^lU bo,. D. L,. in fiat D, Ji^jil^sf .ntra.r., ..rlrail or.r D. L., oao, .ur.k sU/. 
or t>D., eery larr,e one o.',rfir.pUn'., of a lur.nj ,.,„,',„; ^,,,j,,, ,,,^y^ ^^^ ^^^^^^ 
^^naL,,J.OlsetoffurnltHre,m...u,,uiunn.,jl,..r^:>t. U ha.j window; this to 

in :v::^.;;:;;:4r"^ ''''"' '' '""'"""""'' '- '^^- '- ^- ^^ ^'•^-^'^^-- ---^^^^^-^ 

Miss Floukxce {atpian.>). Auut Ja»e, ue nu.st not put off .shoppiu;? another dav. J 
am really beg.uumg to look shabby [run .fn:/.rs li,fhtUf on.r ke,j,] 

Avsv Jane [in loimgino chair, emhroi<l.rin'j). Oh, F.orence, I could not think of 
uto^day; my nerves are in such a state and the weather looks so threatening; then. 31 r 

'uuLTirrr^^^ ^•""^'"•^'' '- '^^^-^^^^ geat.e.nan,:;dtalks so 

i.cautifully. [Aside)— A.\\[ if / were but a young girl! 

^^>^^ yi^i^^CK\risinyundpassinu in hark If AnnV. chair], Xow, Aunty, don't 
.1 .appoint me to-day: I'm .... you look nu.c-H,otte. than yesterday, ru be so arefu 

u";rnv"r''vo'T ^'^}^''^^^^-^^ --^^'^^ theslght., whilealam shopping. 
ALN JAxn. .No, no, my dear; I am not strong en.ugh. In n^y weak state a shop^in^ 
tour won d ,uite untit me for the parlor for a wo.k. Xo, no; it is n ,t to be thought ofTor 
an mstan . My dear, please pass n.y smellln,,.bottle [place, her hand to her forehead] 

3riss II OKEXCK [p^oks on tahle, hntfaiU tojin'l it]. The bottle is not here, I will rin. 
for Kitty. Uhngs hell on tahle] . You must have left it in vour room ° 

Kitty [etiters I). L.]. Did you ring, Miss'^ 

7;. ^r '''^''''''^''' """ '' ^'""' -'^^"^'^ ^""" ^"^^^ '^•••'^^' "-• -nelling-botlle, [ICitty eMU 

^Z^^""' ^^r'' ^^''"''' ^ "'" ""' '""^' '"^' ''''' ^^^*^-'^' I ^"^^ f^^^t breaktnc. up. 
sooner ."'-'T: ^T''"' ''-' ^^-^^ -^/--''-"^J. I>on't speak so, dear Aunt. Yo; wHl 
soon be stronger. You know I haven't been home but a week. Why a month unLI^! 
cai., and even your friend Mr. Mercer will scarcely knew yon. [7,!:'A:.t^Z^t^Z 
rn the mention oj his name. [Enter Kitty with hottle; Passes it to F.] ''''''J''^^''' 

3HSS Florenxe \ificeH hottle to Aunt, who takes it and mN^. ,v /^ ; 
than, you., Kttty: there, you look ,uite like Vourself now, nd Pn ^ a ice iuTheTl^ 
-^ViUdoyougood. What do you think, Kitty. [/...;... ..^H: ^: ^r: 

KiTTV. Indeed, the fresh air . so hecomrs her, for only the other dav comin^^ from ^ 
mce nde, Mr. Mercer said Miss Fisher's cheeks bloomed like roses. [4." C Ho mean 
Miss Florence, though) and he is s.ch a nice gentleman. ' ^ 

Miss Florence. [To Kitty, aside.] Kitty you are a jewel, v 

Kitty. [Aside.] That's What that wild Irishman always says, 

^v^Jf '''''' ^ "^"^ ^"^'^ ^'"''' *^'«^«»c^' a»^ Kitty, those gloves you were admiring 
are a HtUe lurge Ui mc, you shall have them-, for you arc a good girl, Kitty ^ 



Kitty. [Astdfi^ I wish lier velvet cnpo would grow tire same way. f JiJxUs. D* L,J • 
Aunt Jank. [Riseira7i<} h psrortfUo (l>or hy Florpiice.] There, Florence, I shall: 
soon be rendy. 

Miss Florkxce. I know you will Icol holtor, Aiuit, for only yesterday I heard Papa 
■ay he wished Aunt Jane would ride out more, and Mr. Mercer said yea, you needed th<J 
fireih air, but such churming ladies were seldom seen outside their homes. 

Aunt Jane. [ With hingnishuiff (iir.\ Ah ! such gentlemen as Mr. Mercer are indeed 
rare, Florence; but I shall soon be ready, and, dear, 1 believe I must make quite a numbar 
ot purchases myself; though when your mother and I were girls, fine clothes were as rare 
as heavy purses; but, Florcnc s we were v^ery, very poor, and the times are so changed. 

Miss Florence. Bur. Auut, you and dear Mother had what is far better than flna 
clothes or rich jewels, for in hai^py^ f'<'r'i'!f childhood you had a tcmder mother's loving care; 
'tif true, I have silks and jewels, and a grand home, and a dear, kind, indulgent father, and a 
second mother in yourself: bul I never saw my o/'jii dear mother. [Fa,Us on Aunt Jane''8 

Aunt Jane. There, my child, don't weep; Aunt Jane will try to be what your own 
dear mother would have been. \ Kisses her and exits D. Z.J 

Miss Florence. IPassea to picture ocer fireplace.] Oh, my Mother I God assist 
jne to follow that path, wliich, had you f)een spared, you would have chosen as the one for 
my young feet. Oh I why were you taken from me when happiness was just crowning 
your young life? You, wliose early yet happy home was the abode of poverty, taken from 
one who had learned to love you In your happy school-days? Poor father, he will fiever, i^ever 
marry again. [ Wipes her eyes, turns and sees Davy in doorioai/. Starts back in aston- 
iiment.'l 

Davy. [Enters C. D., and standi; cue my youn(j feet; r;envtces his hat dt once.] 
Beg your pardcn, Miss, I ought not to come up, but I'm only D ivy, Davy the newsboy; 
[Wipes his eyes., which are filled with tears.] Please, Miss, there was no one doWn 
atalrs, and I— I wanted the money so bad, JMiss, I came right up; I'm very, very sorry; ft 
wasn't polite, indeed it wasn't. {Bows and turns to go, weeping.) 

IfiSS Florence. Stay, my lad, you are weeping; are you hungk-y? 

Davy. No, Miss, not hungry for anything to eat, but so hungry for my dear , dearmot\\Qx: 
\Tossing the curls off his forehead.] For a mother's love or a mother's care is wha. 
Davy the patched and friendless newsboy never knew. And when' I heard y'ou, dear lady, 
speak that name, ?/o?/., the rich banker's daughter, with this line hbhVe,'and everything; so 
nice, I couldn't go away; indeed I tried, but there was glue ou my siioes, Mlss,}!^^ so' I just 
listened, and when I heard those sweet words, the swecto-^t I eVcr heard", the tears Would 
come; and so I stopped ; I knew 'twas wrong, 3Iiss, 1 do know b'etter, thohgh I atu a poor,- 
homeless, friendless boy. AVhy, I would givu more for a kind word' from you', Miss, thanf all 
the gold watches in the Bowery. 

Hiss FlORENCK. Come in, my lad. [.Vt^.s in an arm-chair'.] SoyoU have no mother 
—and 00 home? 

DaVT. {Comefi to centre.] ^'o Mother, lady ; 1 have a hom'c, [looks around as if in 
fear of somp or^p overhearing him], but ytju wouldn't call it one. 

Miss Fiorence. Where do you live, and who takes care of you? 

Davy. In an alley near South street, with Pedjjo, [2/e shudiiers at the name.} I sell 
papers for him. 

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DaW [He smiles, then a scared look com''< ooer him a-i h", looks about him], 
?sot alwayg, Miss; but I don't complain; I can stniid it; if he's too h:ird on me, Tom Kim- 
jall gives it to him. I've had ]>ettcr times since Tom canu to live next door. [He smilcf<.\ 
Tom ought to be rich, 31iss, lie's so good and speaks so kindly to the poor newsboy, and 
then, Miss, he's just handsome, he is, and talks like a preacher if he docs wear poor 
clothes. 

Miss Florence. But you have forgotten your bill for papers. 

Davy. Oh no, 3Iiss; I couldn't forget that— for when I don't bring the moucy 1 get 
no supper, and perhaps s»n awful licking, less Tom is at home. 

[Enter Kitty, D. L.J What, you here, and in the parlor; why didn't you wait iu the 
kitchen? [Dacy looks ashamed, and backs towards door C] . 

Miss Florence, Never mind, Kitty, I kept the boy for a chat; and mind, always 
pay him promptly, lor he has no father or mother. 

Kitty [ With a kind look] . Miss Florence, I wouldn't speak crosss to Davy, for a uew 
dress ; but, Miss, there's a poor young man at the basement door, who wants to know if the 
piano needs tuning; he looks respectable, Miss, and very hungry aud tired, too* 

3Ii»s Flohenci:^ I don't think of juiy thing, Kitty ; then I am going out; you can give 
him something to eat, aud tell him to call again. [Dai't/ dips out] . 

Kitty. I will Miss. [Starts for the door— Aside], She's just the kindest lady in the 
whole city. [Enters Daoy, face all smiles]. Well, I never 5 here's that boy again, 

Davy. Beg your pardon, ladies, but its Tom, my friend Tom, and he's so hungry; Oh, 
MiM, please give him the money for the papers. [ With pleading look]. He's got tcpay his 
rent tonight or be put out, and 1 can stand a licking. Miss; I've got used to It now, and 
T<HD*g such a good friend, he's been so kind. ..> . ■ 

[Kitty, wipinff her enies] , Please, Miss Florence, do give the man a job ; let him mend 
the lounge or tune tbe piano. 

Miss Yi^OKE^CK. Well, bring him uo, Kitty. [Exit Kitty, Davy starts to go]. 
Stay, my lad. [Takes money front' her purse]. Here is something tor yourself. [Dawj 
takes money with a bow], »o y«« love this friend V 

DATYr Lofe Mm f I giie^s I do. He's stood between mc and Pedro many a time. 

[Enter KITTY, followed by Tom, a shabbily dressed young man, with white Wandf 
and handsome open countenance. He has a box under his arm]. This is the man, Miss. 
[Tom bows and smiles at Davy], 

Miss Florence. You repair furniture and tune pianos, I understand. 

Tom [Centre, hat in hand]. Yes, Miss, I have had considerable experience In thui 
line* and are both reasonable iu my charges, and, pardon me Miss, if it seems egotistical, and 
thorough in my work. [Kitty mml Ftoreuce seem surprised at his tone and language]. 

Miss Florence. Well, Kitty, you may give him a chance to prove his skill. Aud 
you, my lad [turns to Davy], never go away witliouc your money. [Exit &. C'.J 

Kitty [pointing to piano], Tnc piano needs tuning, and when you are done, I'll give 
you some dinner. 

Davy. May I stay a few minutes. Miss!' 

Kitty. Why, yes, my boy, but don't let the old lady catch you here. [Exit D, L.] 
ro.M [puts box on table], Davy, I'm in luck, and to think that wc shouklmeet togetbcr 
IX^ t|)|8 til^ \XQ\\W% {Ua com fences to tune piano; Dacy looks on). 



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(Enters Auntf D, L, Screams and 7iearly faints, but is caught by Florence, who is 
just entering.) Oh, my nerves; ob, Florence, where did those horrid creatures come from? 
{^'taggers.) 3Iy bottle, quick, {falls into chair.) 

3IISS Florence. 3Iy Aunt, 'tis only a mun to tuue the piano, and Davy our 
newsboy, 

Aunt Jane. Do you get men from tlie poorhouse to tune pianos? 
Miss Florence. Why, Aunt Jane, you surprise mc. {Tom's face pishes; he rises, 
hows politely J Davy sneaks out vnobsereed, D. C. Tom goes to work again,) 

Aunt Jane {recovering. There, I feeJ better,— but scarcely strong enough for a ride, 
Irlorence. 

Miss Florence. ( With a disappointed look.) Why, I'm sure, Auntie, you look 
quite strong, and if we start now, we shall reach home about the time Papa and Mr, Mercer 
are expected. 

Aunt Jane. Well, I will tr>-, Florence. [liises and leans on Florence's afm*.. Ftor^ 
ence turns mid sees Torn^with his head in his hands exits C. 7>. 

Mu&ic— Mother's Grave— Until fiercer on. 

TOJI [fkinking. Kitty enters D. L.] Ah ! life is tough ; starving at 23, what will It 

be at 40? But old box, you won't let mc starve. ^Looks at box on table]. No, no, pov* 

erty will soon end with Tom Kimball. [L'ising]. There, I've done a pretty fair job* 

(Looks at him). Well, this is a fine home, just such a home as I knew five vears a-o • and. 

f^ffO^i a sweet giri.sobeauM/ul, HO gentle. Heaven indeed wi.l bless the man, who mar- 

rles this lovely daughter of vrealth. (Kitt v. nods aoprnml and smiles. Tom sees pidture 

o^w^nr and words 'M/^ Mother'' over it). Jlcr mother n.ust be dead, poor -irl (Rev 

ermtf^Vifts his eyes to Ilem-en, andwetf^ hand raised}, HeaVen shower the pith of your 

««te«hHd with earth's richest flowers, for so noble a UKtid, couW oiily have blossomed forth 

aeath the protecting arm of a nmr^er, lovely andgenorou. like herself. {I^rops M head 

^nh^m^ids). ^es; 1 had such a n.other, Uknow I dic^- tho^gh\ neCertwher 

Agam, God bless j-our men^ory, and God bless you child. (Glances about room, sees pic^ 

tureou table, bends over with deep emotion). Yes, she is indeed lovelv, everythin*^ about 

his home of wealth is patterned after its lovely mi.tress. Even the maid, the sprightly 

miema.d.s a most uspretty as her mistress. (Kitty smoothes her hair and JeJ^d 

s^^sthroughUr tears, which Tom^s word had brougM forM). I wonder If I sb^H 

eTerbench,aad-yes,-(.9^«r^.,,^«,,n^y^. his hand to Heaven). Yes; I will be rich 

who knows, even the poor occupant of a tenement house in South street, may-Oh no I 

dare not speak ,t; yes, 'tis no harm; I can at least (Look 11, and L.), kiss her pict^^^^^^^ 

iKisses picture. twice, xfseepingf). ' ^er picture. 

iEnter fiercer (7. B. and stops.] What's this Miss Kitty,-a tramp and in the drav. 
lag room? 

c. JrLf "''*7.'" ""■"'"''•" ""■"' """ *'" ^■'^^™^^' «"<^ »■ '^^'^barm.^ea afbeinf 
caught looking vt picture.] I-camoto— 

gang^"'"''^ ^''"' '""'■ '■"'"•-'""' I '°°'' '-•losc:^. you are one MtUe -South Street 

Kitty. Please, eir, he was only tuning the piaiioi 

hoa^rfT' ^"1^"' "" "'" ""' '■""""' """ ™"" ^'-'"^-.t" 8-" entrance to toe 
Uouse, ot tbc w«»ltby, pass themselves off as gasmen, Watcf pipe mbn, Ac. 



Kmy. Oh, sir, T only— 

Mercer. Xcver mind, you :ue not to bkinie. [To Tom]. Get you gone; you have 
tlie cut of a sueak thief. 

Tom {cerif in(Jii/na/i()i. IIo>Ulv.sir,.\vlKit ,s7<< says is true; but what you assume of my 
character is as false as hell. (Jii'!<r < to ffiir ht'hjht and pouiia below). 

3IEKCER. Stop, sir, or I will call the police. Out with you! (PolMs to door}^ 

Tom. Call the police if you choose, but I wi.l speak : though I do live iu South street, L 
am an honest man, I pay my rent; 'tis true, I am po >r in purse and in dress, yet never have 
I done a mean act, or stole a penny from the living or the dead. 1 called here and asked, 
for work.;, the piano requiring tuning, the hidy kindly gave me the jop, which having com 
pleted, I will now take my leave, but 1 would not touch a penuy^ after ypuf insulting worda, 
though Lhave not tasted food. for twenty-four hours, to own this bii\ld|ug. (Picks t^p box,, 
and- starts to go). 

Kitty. Piease take 'this,. sir.. {Offer! ngshlni! money with tears in her eye), 

Toi^n Missj donot misunder.stand me, but I cannot take it. (Bows to Kitty). 

MERCEii; (who, nnob'^ertedisfip:!! an ornament among Tom^s tools.) Hold, sir, 
>our fine airs and put-on style won't s&rvc. What were youi doing OAcr that tahle when! 
came iti#. 

To»B [witH flushed cheeks] . What I did, sir, will brings: harm.to neither living or dead. 

Mercer: Mtty, send for the police. 

Kitty. Oh, >I4*. Mercer, I know he is an honest man, (Exits D. C. weeping)f 

T0»» [Starts at sound' of police: the ornament falls to the floor}. Seudi for the police. 
T will wait. 

MeRCeiu We will see* my fiiie fellow. (Mercer with exnMing smile picks up orna^ 
ri^nt). Ha, ha, my honest mccluiuic, what were you doing \xith this? Scolds up orna» 
rnenty, 

To^? (\.}V7io smr'it dhir><p>y,flhi shies mid'stmmts hack; then wijUhpleroingt ^yfi and indigpr 
nant took). If you-intiiujUe that /placed that bauble aimong my tools, I kiM)\X oji; no better 
term to apply to si«?h a dastard thought than the blunt old English word Ifcury 

>Prrckr; (Ad-eimefis wi-tU'i' upraised hand). Scoundrel, and pauper, you dare !; 
{inters Kitty, with oflveer). Mr. Officer, search the box and person of that tramp. 

Tom.- (Starts towards Mercer). Sir, as you are a man, do not insist upon exaiaii^ng 
that box. 

Mercer. Officer, do your duty. This fellow was found in this room; he must not leave 
it unsearchcd. 

OfficjKK. (Jome my covey you look like one of the gang. (Goes to take- the box), 

Tom. No, Mr. Officer, I cannot, vW. not have that box searched. I have nothing but 
what belongs to me. 

Kitty (looks around the room). Indeed sir, there's nothing missing. 

Mercer. I insist officer, do your duty. ( Oflirjn- attempts to take box). 

Tom (cuhHy yet firm) You >th(dl not do it— it is an outrage I will not submit to. Produce 
/our warrant; prove an article missing. 

Mercer. Officer, I will l/e responsible. ( Tom throws hint of). Lay but a finger OH 
thftt box without proper authority and I'll lay you at my feet. I am an American citiieu} 
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I will malutftln them. {Enter Aunt Jane C. D. with Florence, they hear the last re- 
mark), 

. Aunt Jane. What Is the matter? {Sef^,!* Mr. Merr<>r). (Mi, Florence, this comes from 
letting tramp* Into the house. Oh my po a- nerve-i. (.Ufes tonvird Mr. Mercer and faints, 
Mercer assists her to the sofa). 

3Ii:rcer. Yes, Miss Flske, I found this traiup in the drawing-room bending over that 
tttble. He looks like the villain be in. This just dropped from liis tools. [Holds up orna- 
'}ntnt\, 

To'Sl [tvras to Florence]* Tlease, 3Ii8s, 1 have linishcd the job; I do not ask for pay, 
though so -faint* from huugef I can scarcely stand; believe me I know you are generous and 
good, andwill'not Coddemn a man bccau-ie he wears a rag,'ed coat. 

Miss Florence [with' 6pesytdshin(j], Yes, you are rigU?; t do not jud^'u a man by his 

clothes. 

Mercer [Motioning offi.(ier to go on\. The oiJ^cer must do his duty, Miss Florence, 

Tom. Hold, I will show my box to the young lad.v; it contains my property, my only 
hope'fn life; »mt I can trust her. [(roev to 1}. opeiinbox, every one save Aunt Jane shows 
CHriosity, Florence looks into box. &{ercer peeps over her shoalder and starts hack 
with astonishmenl]. 

Miss Florence. There is nothing in that box belonging to this house. Officer, you 
niay go. [Officer exits E, C b^it is knocked dmcn by an In:<Junan ^ho is entering; offi' 
"cefs hat falls o/j. 

'CfpFicftR. The devil take that Irishman. [Eft^lls D. G^] 

^T)A^. Begorrahi he'll have so many policemen to look after, he wont stop to look after 
the likcs'of me, alid besides, old Xick couldn't make a fire hot enough to burn an Irishman^ 
'Sfire; we're Itfbgrete to burn. {Tntiis'dnd see* ladie-i). Oh— I ax pardon, ladies. {Alt 
laugh), 

KlTTt"* {to Saii^y is it yfwu'Hiid in the drawiilg room? 

DaJT. , {looks at hifinself)' Ah me jewel, it's meself ulld not the devil sure, I came to 
- see did you want the coal put in: 

KtTTY. Yee, go ahead, and don't make too much dirt; 

'Dan. Oh, but aint you a darling. {Exita D.(J. Fforetiee offers ToniU piece of 
nononey), 

Tom. You will psirdon me, Miss, and I trust appreciate Illy feelings; I thank you for 
; y^ur kind words, but I cannot, not even from you, accept u penny from any one in this 
^' house. [Exits D,C]. 

Miss FtORENCE. You may go, Kitty. Mr. Mercer, if [ have offended you, I am 
* very sorry. My sympathy for the poor is so strong it may have led me into discourtesy. 
' ( dffers him her hand) , 

^Merger. 'Tls /, Miss Florence, who should beg >/o»«ir' pardon. lam a business man, 

'have mingled much with the world, afld am faniili:ir with its people and its ways; believe 

me, when I tell you, half the robberies In New York arc comiai'ted by just such characters 

as this fellow ; they gain entrance by all sorts df pretences in the daytime, and the first 

favornble night rob the hoUse* 

Miss Florence. Vet I cannot believe this man a scoundrel ; his face was not the face 
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ArXT JaN*TT. Silly girl, Mr. ^forcer is right, aiul we must doubly lock every door and 
window. 

3IERCER. You will excuse mo, ]t\(^1ios; I iiuve an ouurJigemont. 1 will see you ihh even- 
ing, [Bows and exits D. C.\ 

Aunt Jane. "What a gentleman, so digiiiliod and perfect iu his manners. 

3I1.SS Florence. Auntie, you nmst be tired: let i^ie assist you to y-our room. [She 
o'S, a7id Florence assists het- to.dfMn-']. 

Au>'X Jake. Yes, Florence, 1 am li red; tlierc.be u xi^i>*^l {{i^''" [Tfisses her]. Good 
night, dear. [E):its D. L.] 

3I1SS Florence. "Well, Mr. Mercer may be right, but 1 cannot bclieye thfit young 
man to be a villain. [Advances to table}!' AVhat, my picture, and fresh tejir-drops on it; 
^t cannot be this common iworkni,an, yet "31 r. Mercer >spoke of his bending over the table. 
/Strange that he^ a poor' mechanic, siiould movo me so; but his face, his language and man- 
ners were those of a gentleman. Poor fel o.v! .a teai-, and on my picti^re, and then Kitty 
i^as told me of his beautiful words before mother's picture— 50 full of tenderness. Ah! 
^ife in New York is iudeod fraught with mystery. [Exits D. IL Close in street}. 

Lively Music until Dan on. 

ACT I— Scene ii. Street in i. 

Louff street, bidld,ingf offi,ces, newspaper office, JR. and L. practiCiable door, Ii. and L. 
name of Herald, and Eoening iSltar over D. L. and U.^ np.w.-iboij.s going in and out of 
offices, people passing across stage, etc. 

Dan (.enters L). "Well, here! am six months in A mencu and only one silver dollar in 
me pocket; what'U I do wid it, and bedad it's a happy tlioii^'lr'. I'll find little Davy, poor 
little gossoon ; that macaroni- atiug divil,— bai luck to me, but 1*11 be the death of him as 
sure as my name is Efan. (Enter newsboys, from paper ofti.;es. All 5^^.y, How are you 
Dan). 

Dan'. How are yer, boys; how's business? 

Boys. Oh, not very good today. Here's your Evening Star, Herald, etc. 

Dan. Oh! here's the little gossoon now; how are you, Davy!-' 

DAvy (Enters from office). Fretfy well, sir. (To people passing). Star, IJeraW, 
sir? (People stop and buy papers). Glad to sec yon sir; business kim^ q' dull today. 

Dan, Call me Dan, for sir don't fit me atal, afal. 

Davy, "yirell, Dan then; but you're cnatl;;d to sir from me, for y.qq haye been kind and 
200d to me, sir ; I mean Dan. (To people). Jleralil, 8 ar, sir? Qli, it's very du'.I today. 
("With a sigh). 

Mr. FiSKE. [Enters H.] Herald, my boy. [Buys paper ot Davy]. 

Davy. Yes, Mr. Fiske; here you are. [Gives paporj. 

Mr, Fiske. "N7hat, you know mo, my lad? Oli, yes, T soe you arc Davy, the newsboy. 

Davy. Y'es, sir. 

Mr. Fiske. [Gives Davy half dollar]. There my lad,— never mind the change. I've 
heard of you before. [Exits L.] 

PaTY« iUtU llis hat and bows]. Thank you, sir. 



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Boys, Come Etovy. give us a sojig; okf Fox i;>-cs^ the pclremuii, wont say a word. 

Daw ito boys], All right huls, I'M ^Uvj; u little s.ai>iJf \ uscti, to sing whcu 1 lirst com- 
lucnceUto sell papers, aiul miiul, somo of you w.itcH foi^ohl IAjx lives. [Davy goes to 
front and siugs; after iirst verse, boys, clieer and the stm^o after ticcond. Two versos of 
.>oiig. Cue— Old Fox Eyes. Kntcrs iVnlro, a rough ItaliaUj \\[t]\ two oouipauions half 
drunk]. 

Boys. Here he is, Davy, look out for bin). 

Davy (shrinks and shudders). By George, 'tis Pedro, and ho's been drinkiug. 
(Passes half-dollar to Dan, who takes it and clenehes his stick.) 

Pedro. [Goes over to Davy and grabs him very roij^hlv by the shoulder, and hisses iu 
his ear]. Where is the money, you young bnity give nic every cent. (Davy shiiuks; Pedro 
grasps him by the throat). Give it to me all, every cent,, or 1 Will kill you. 

Davy (trembling, and iu a faltering tone). Yes, good l^cdro. [flauds him all he has]. 

Pei>ko, You young devil, more, more. (Cuffing his ears), 

Davy (crying). I liave no more, good Pedro. (Pedro thro\vs him down; hoys cry 
Shame, shame. Pedro lifts foot to kick D.ivy). Djii't, good Pei.|ro, — ^indeed, I have no 
more. (Oue of the Italians whispers to Pedro, who turns, sees Dan, and is a little afraid Of 
him). 

Dan (who has been standing with the boys, and looking oij, oan't stand it any longer; 
he takes oil" coat, makes a jump for the Italian and knocks hinj down). Take that, you clay- 
faced organ grinder, yer monkey-training coward, to strike a poor boy. (Jumping around 
Pedro). "Be the Hock of Cashel, as Mickey Free says, I have a mind to— 

DjiVY (in alarm, to Dan^, Look out, Dan. (Hurry until closing. Dan turns just in. 
time to catch the uplifted hand of one of the Italians, and strikes him in the face with his 
fist). 

Dax. Take that, yer devil's imp. (Pedro ^'ots up, draws knife, rushes at Dan, who 
wrenches it out of his hand and drops it to floor; the other Italians draw theirs. Dan 
knocks one down and grapples with the other. Pedro and tiie one who was knocked down 
rush at Dan; Davy picks up knife, which has dropped on floor, anc^ with flashing eyes, 
rushes iu between Dan and the Italians at the risk of his own and save Dan's life), 

Pedro (with rage). You young devil, I will kill you for this. 

Boys. Here comes the police: here's the police! [All rush off but Dan and Davy. 
Enter Officer, club in hand, grahs Dan and Davy; Dan trips him up, and both exit L.lst EJ. 

Policeman [picks himself up]. That confounded Irishman, I'll catch him yet, and 
lock him up. [Exits L. Isi E.) 



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ACT I— Scene hi. Tenement House. 

Full stage, S-storii house I. and /.'., hnr .v/r)?-/V.s', ohl ricl-eff/ honae.'i, broktn blinds, patched up doors a«<2 
piaz-::as nti}nh}a ail oroviid eorJi Ktorif, villt fioihc.'i-liin' on I'm'ii piozrM full of clothes; old hcd 
partly out of one of Jin vimlovK; hlanhct on tin- other bcildimj L. and alleij running between build- 
ing It. and the F. hont«\ vhieh is to be o doubln aportiiient boxed up and down I), windoio and set 
J), in each apartment; bed, one chair and limall bo.r, old broken table and Kinall two-hole siove, and 
one or tiro difhesfoi- lover apartment; old bed, fable, one ehair, ttniaJl bench in room, stove, 7:ettle, 
spider, teapot: 'J or 4 old dtshes, bed. of s/ran- in (he corner L. for Thirji; small hole {njloor above 
C. trajt C- iajioor in lower ap(rrlini nt, 4 bji -j n!fh clasp to fasten if; old broken-down pump B. 
corner of house; beer saloon nnder honsr /.. i/ri>ore lamp post J., corner of house; sign on lamp 
post, wire rvn across stuf/e /•'. C.for iiglr/ithi;/. ci.unerliiHj house. R. and L. to work on toires, and 
strings for the connection The back wall <f the two rooms, made with a, break-awatj for 2nd pie- 
tvre, colored jire for it. First curtain drops on breaking of trap and house on fire, R. and L* 
leaving back vail; for 'Jnd picture, plenty of thunder and lightening, colored fire and general 
excitement until end of act. 

Tom (At work on his inveulion).,' This lias been a most eventful day, yet It leaves Dfte 
without a penny. _ Ah> she i.s l*t autifi?J. Wiiy did T yield to that cursed pride, I, >Yho n,ce4e(^ 
the money so bad, and tonijrht the rent must be paid. Well, if I must go out, out it is; I 
could not ask a penny fron^ her, aiid 1 would not ask a favor ot that cursed Italian if I had 
to sleep in the gutter. (DaVy goes up si airs. Tom starts at sounil);. It must b.e Davy, 
poor little fellow : how he l(>ve.s to come here and see me work, and how attached he seems 
to be to me. Ah, let me but succeed, and I'll taUc the lad avM'ay from this scene of misery 
and tilth, and be lo him what he never knew, a brother. (jSbakes his.head and ^Y^rkson). 

Davy. (Opens the door vevy carefully, looks in at the bottom of the door vvitU a 
frightened look, enters half way in, looks allarountl, tinds some room empty, and closes tl^e 
door very carefully, and in a whisper) No, he's out. thank heaven, (liaising eyes to 
Heaven, looking around the room and among the kettles and the dishes, wiiich arc scattered 
on the table and in the cupboard). T wonder if he's left a crust. I'm so hungry 1 Yes, h,exG 
are a few crumbs (Scrapes them olV table and oil* the shelves and eagerly devour^ them, 
putting some in his pocket, he goes to door, looks out, expecting i'edro). I c^ti't eat them 
all, (Looks out again). I'll gp down mid share with 'J'om, for I know he must be hungry. 
(Exit), 

Tom. (Rising up from his work). I thought I heard Davy's qiiiot step. I'oor boy I He 
seems to be afraid to speak a word when in this house. (Rap at door, Tom 'g©€s to door 
after covering his work) . AVho's tliere 'f 

Davy, (outside). It's only me, Davy. ' 

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■ Tom, (unbuttons the door ajid takes Davy by the hasid). 8o it's you, my boy. 'Come In 
(Davy enters, Tom bolts dooi ). As usual, all aione. (Give^ Davy box to sit on by the side 
of him, then commences woric again). 

Davy (Takes the small pieces of bread out of his pocket and offers them to Tom). 
Here, Tom, I know you must be hungry. It's all I have to off^r. Dv> take it, 1 know it ain't 
much, but it is all I have. 

Tom KSmiles at Davy). No, Davy, though very, very imngry, 1 could't think of rob 
bing you of your few crumbs. 

thema.ILfh'*"V''!" ^I'*'"- i'"-'''"- ('"K- "- ret out of Us pocket and puts 
tUeiBsnWBgOwiw he is offering Tom) got more, and then I've liaU euoiigh.' 



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Tom. (Tunis to Dftvy and smiles). No Dsvy, you caunot deceive me; you arc itiU 
hunpry. ••» 

Davy (Taking half-dollar from his pocket, and otters It to Tom). You will take this, 
then, for you hare got' to pay something to Pedro tonight on the rent. 

Tk}%i. What, take money from you, my »>oy? Oh, no, (Davy trembles and looks at 
door),'^ot*'a penny, lad;»I see through It; should you keep this money from Pedro you will 
get a i(;verc beating. 

Davy fBends his head). Steps arc heard outside Davy trembles.] *Tls Pedro, and 
thdife^s some one with him. 

Pedro. [Enters D. in F., followed by Mercer. Pedro, in low tone]. Sit down; we 
, ffih talk over the matter. How much >-ou give ; how much you pay? 

Mercer fin under tone]. One thousand when the box Is in Iny hands and hi ii 
safely lodged in jail, and 5,000 more wlien I have the patent all right. [They whisper 
"together. Mercer passes pocket-book to Pedro, rising and looking at watch]. Well. I must 
be moving; remember 1,000 first, and 5,000 to follow. [lOxits D. in F., raps at front door. 
Tom cover up his machine and goes to door, Davy hides. Tom op3ns door and starts btclc 
with surprise] . 

Hercer [Showing surprise] . I got the wrong door. [Bows and passes on. Tom 
looks after him, then closes door and bolts ItJ . 
Tom. I wonder what this means? 
Davy [comes out], I must go, for Pedro Is upstairs (with frightened loo^* 

Tom. Poor boy I [turns to DavyJ Well, if he attempts to beat you, why you scream 
loud, and Pll come— never fear. [Davy exits D. In F.] Poor lad, he can't '4tand It much 
longer. [D. enters D. L.] 

Pedro. So you're here, you young devil! you been down stairs. [Grabs Davy by the 
collar, drags him to the hole in the floor, takes out pocketbpQkJ. ^dii see this— well, take It, 
ftud— (whispers to him, as if afraid of being heard). " " ' * 

Davy [draws back In horror]. Oh, no; good, kind ^cdro, don't ask me to do thatl I 
cannot— will ?to^— see, here is a half dollar a kind gentlenjan gave me. 

Pedro [grabs money, then bends. Davy to floor, tind hisses In his ear, I kill you sure, 
>ounodolt; he draws knife, points it to D.ivy's throat' until he feek the keen edge, his 
tongue runs out, his eyeballs protrude, he Is choked, and can't speak; he nods his head as 
yes. Pedro pushes him down; he gets up, staggers to door< and Italians enter). Come ia, 

my boys. (They whisper, Davy knocks at Tom's door, which is opened by Tom). 

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Tom. Why, boy, (takes Davy's hand) ; you are as pale as death. What has Deen 
done? ' ' 

Davy (tries to smile). Only a little faint, Tom. [Davy sits down. Tom returns to 
work]. ' 

Tom. There, sit down and rest yourself, my lad. (Davy creeps forward ft&d puts 
pocket>book in Tom's pocket, then returns to sW). 

Davt« I will go now, friend Tom ; I only stopped In to get rested. 

Tom. Why, lad, you are weeping. 

Davy. Tom, give me your hand, (Tom gives him his hand). 

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X)i.%^ (Eyes full of tears). Ob, my I'ricndl my bes<t; my only friend! Sare paw Dan. 

Should we never raoct again, try to thJtik of poor D ivy, the orphan lad, as your Uiea^ 
I (hcar#nol^e up itair.s half nfrald to say ft), I, oli. sir - 1. never (Looks to door), never 

—until (ihuddere) tod.-iy dt 1 jt luj.m act. ( starts ;ir, iiolsc abovv). I must go; good bj > 
Tom, rt>u win always think wHI of nu;, NvoiV'f you, aiul for-jivo [weeping] mc? (Shaking 
hand, eiftsD. luF). 

To>:. What did he mean l»y for^'i vc I'liiii ? (')h, 'tis uothiii j. '[Closing and bolting door) 
roor child, something Is wrong'; yes something is wrong. [lie commences to work again; 
Davy goes upstairs and enters room, eyes still wot with tears] . 

1*EDK0 [With crouching attitude approaches Davy]. Good boy, you may go to bed 
now. [Davy goes to bed in corner and buries his face in liis hands and sobs aloud. Pedro 
rushes to Davy). Stop that, stop that.or.—ni (threatens to choke Davy), choke you,— 
you young devil. [Davy stops with a sigh; knocks at door; I'edro opens It; Mercer peeps 
In, whiskers to Pedro and exits] . 

Tbu, (Jumping up with gladness) . By Jove, I've got It, it runs-look I (He repeato). 
It run§, It runslftt last. (Falls on one knee and lifts hand and eyes to Heaven). 

Kind Heaven I thank thee. (Machine runs on table). Xow for fame and fortune. Oh, 
that I may make riglit use of this blessing with whidi a gracious God, supporting my owm 
industry', ic'ems about to crown my > oung ertorts. (Knock at door; Tom starts up, coVQW 
up the machine, goes to door and opens It. 

DA^" (Enters D. InF). Good morning, Tom; sure yer as smiling as If 'tvvas y our 
wedding day,. 

Tom. t(^ra«plng Dan's hands, and ^hal^o.Uhcm till he groans with pain). Oh, Dftl* 
I've got It; no more misery, no more Inlilgcr; it works; come, old boy, look for yourself. 
(Dan goes over to machine: Tom renioves covering) . 

Dan. Be the powers', Tom', you^ , a jewel; it works like a clock. 

Tom. Yes, yes, and (claspibg Dan's hand) when I get my patent, Davy, you and I 
^ai go to the great West, away f'roHl the liliser^. sutlering and crime of this great city 

Dan, Aiid Master Tom, do yer really meail that? Will yer take the poor Irishman, the 
stranger, with yo, and little Davy, too; and we'll i^e together? Oh, sir; I can^t belleie It 
sure it's a draam, and-but do you mean it * ' 

TOM. lian Idomeanit. tod ate my frienJ, and friendship to Tom Klmballls a prln- 
clple too sacred for h.m to for.^et, or to violate, who was taught at the knee of a faLr 
whose life was the soiil of honori 

Dan. Tom; you've touched mV heart, you-oh, 1 know vouare a -eutleman vnn 

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Tom (with great Indignation). Sir— you never crossed ray threshold, 

3IERCER. I say I lost my poeUet-book about lierc. 

TOM^ There is nothing in this ntoiu but ]>elongs to in^. ; . . . 

?X>LICE (searches and finds book «i • 0:1!^ pocket).! [ore it is in this 'coat. Who owns thi« 
coat? (Tom starts forward, Ihm starts with astoui^shnicHt).. i . 

TtoM. 3ryGod! I sec it all. [t's a I'oul plot— a most treaclierous and damnable coll- 
ie l>ii-acy. 

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OiFiCKR. Xoiie of your fine. airs; the pi-oof of your robbery is clear. Come, my jail bird, 
v.e've been laying for vou. (Takes out :i pair of huudcutts). , ,. . 

D.vx. (on fire with rage). It's a dam lie, begorra., you'll hare to take me, body and 
breeches before yer take him. (Taking oft* coat) . 

Pkdro. lie damned rogue. Irisli loafer, tramp. , , a \ • 

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Dax (quick as a flash knocks Tcdro <lown). Take that for a Kildare love pat, and 

there's more in the pot yer macaroon i stuftcr, you. 

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Tom, Hold,— I'll go, Dan ; I can trust you; you are my friend; my soul tells me this, 
and your clear, honest e^e supports it. ^ 

Dax, IJv thegj-pen soil of jold Ire'and that no Irishman forgets, I'll back the confi- 
dence ye place in Dan O'Manu this dsiv with mv life. 

Tom (takes Dan's hand, points to box). There lies my heart; I leav6it in your keep- 
ing. .Should anything happen, and you know life is uncertain, and slioitld I ilot return, you 
and (pointing up) he are my ,fri4'iuls— I ieave it to you: but should I return, let it not be saia 
that Dan O'Mann was the only J rishnian l^hat ever betrayed Tom Kimbaih i ' 

Dax. Tom, the heart of. ^iu, Iri^^i l^t^-, who never did a dirty act, or Went back oh a 
friend, bates in my breast, aijd. v,:i^l yours, J place it in that box, which shall never leave mj 
keeping while Dan 0*3Ia'nn hfi.s s(^nsc or stren^'tl/., ^( Weeps). .-.. l ' ^. 

Tom. God bless you, Dan! ()Veeps) .God bless you! (They part. T6m is hand- 
cuffed. Turning to Mercer). As to you, sir, I have little to say; for the less we have to aay 
to a CM r the better. 

Mercer (Advancing to Tom). Liar and beggar. , ,, 1 

"^ Tom, Ah I youhavefound your voice, now that I am in irons, fllolds up hands]. 
That i/OK are a cowardly cur iK.'e|.ls no u ord of mine to prove; the proof is in your face, vil- 
lain, every feature of which is stamped with tre:u:hery. cowardice and falsehood. "We shall 
meet again. [To Dan]. G66d by Dan, and (iod bless you. 

D.\x [Shaking Tom's handcufted hand]. The same fwecrs] to you, Tom. [He Is 
taken away by police, followed by Mercer, who turns and whispers to Pedro and exits. 
Dan goes to table on which is box. J>>an clones box. Pedro bolts door. Italians whisper ; 
they look at their knives: Dan sits on box: Pedro .1 urn.;.' and sees Dan on box, then whis- 
pers to others. Cue "Good by Dun, God bless you." llano hurry until cue'Sv'hat'S thatt'^ 
Then forty until thunder; then very l)e.ivy until cue ''away. a\vay;" then piano hufry, till 
heavy thunder; then swell it and soon until Davy sscreams and falls on stage, then piano 
iwry until Pedro grabs Davy, then forty until curtain] . 



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Dak. *rhey*re iiblciibg a cobflabliti.iii nboiit this box. Well, yer yeller devils, yer have 
to fight before I giVe Up this sacred tru.*t. 

Pedro f Turns qiiii^k ainl calli^ loud to Dan]. Look there, what's that? [Dan turns, 
ai>d, M be does, the three Italialis rush at him with drawn knivej;. Pedro and one Italian 
go down froin the blows from :i i-lub. Dan ^rapplts the other: tiicy struggle: the other two 
rise and rush on Daii"; there is a fearful strugi,'lo all over stdge. l)ail is cut and torn al! 
up, his shirt and coat is torn oil"; ho at last is thrown dosVi\ th^- trdp, supposed to be dead. 
Davy seee ajl thrugh hole in floor-. 

Pedro. Quick, to the trap, thfe ti«i\^ is lip, an 1 he will be wjished down to the river, 
f They thrcW^ him in and clo-^e the trap tVilh ti Slam: A*: that uiiuute a heavy clap of thunder 
nhd a flash of Hghtuixig is heard, nhd tlj'en tlic building on the L. cAVes in, and a portion of 
tiie front falls ib and Out, all throe Italians run to d'ddr, aiid Pedr6 looks out; a flash of 
lightning nearly blinds him]. 3iy (>»kH the house has been struck by lightning! quick! 
away. n\v:vy? [Exit two Italians. I'edro closes door and stands in a frightened attitude; he 
auvaiic'es toWard the trap*, another chap of thunder and lightning and tlie other building R. 
caves in', and falls dn stage, screams of woniju and children, and D.ivy falls on stage cry- 

PEt)RO pStarting back^ . "What's that? It sounds like tlidtyoliug brat. 1 piust find him. 
fie may have seen all. 

Davy (On knees by the hole). Oh, my God! what \vill beconiie of hie? 

I'EDilo (Throws open door and crawls to wUere DaVy is oil his knees, grabs him by 
the throat). I'ou yoling devil, y'ou see alK (Drags him to door and dowMi to Toni's room. 
Davy calHng ton heaven) . Cohie in here', y o\i imp. 

Daw, t>h! good Pedro. (Half choked). 1 won't tell; Oh, good, kind Pedro, don't 
[chokest] kill me; I — , oh, oli,|niy (iod* my (Jodl 1 will— 1 swear, I— oh, oh. Heaven! 
[Aloud.] Ifelpl help I [lie chokes ana drags DaVy to trap]'; Oh, God! niy (rod! have yoii 
mercyV [Gets loose from Pedro and luiis to window, pushes it open, but the lightning 
drives him back. Pedro catches him by the hair; Davy ealis, help, help] ! 

pEDito. Tou see too much, too much; 

Davy. Oh, think of my de:id mothei*, my youth, my, — Oh — . [Pedro choke;) him 
•with hand on throat and kWees on bre ist; tihd with the other baud lifts trap]; help, oh, 
mercy I [lie catches hold of edge of tra[); l>ui Pedro kicks his hands oH, he fails in. Pedro 
closes trap on DaA'y's head; with his foot he pouutls it down, and bolts it. Pedro looks 
frightened, and rushes to door, opens it, but recolis at clap of thunder; he rushes through 
ioor, slamming it after him: as he exit^ ih.reis a liarful clap of thunder and flash of 
lightning; house is struck, the roof caves in on floor above, which breaks through on floor 
below; all the old furniture falls through, thunder and lightning is kept up until house is 
struck again, which catches on Are on boih sides, and side buildings; having back wall all 
up; a beam comes tumbling down and strikes the trap-door, smashes it through. Dan 
catches hold of the trap, and drags l>avy up all dripping witli water; they lioth fall on the 
stage, and curtain drops on picture, house on tire, thunder rattles and geuerul excitement at 
die recall as the curtain is half way up; another heavy crash, then back wall filUs in and 
out, showing Davy's mother and lather, and himself at two years old, and slov^ curtain and 
colored Hres. 3Iusic cue. Home, .Sweet Home, on 2d curtain.] 

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tn''ELY MUSIC AT RISK 01< h i[T8{rAIN. 

ACT 21). 

CITY OF TOMHSTONF,.— SIX VKAIJ.S r.I.Al'SK. — A ltI/.( ►N A. 

( Qrond hold 1?. with pi(f.v.ia rtii}„i,t[i nil rmnid liat'l. n-UU-l, Is n t/'-o sfor;/ /iotixc icilh 
' ste^js' leadiiiff (o sfift/f', p)<(.v.~<( unsl-c^l i.t h>j tti':-,-,i hntirc trnr/,-s: (his (o he the best 
h(nise in the sqf'ore, ncj't t>, ll /,'. /.>• a ( u ■ .-t/nr;/ hmf^c. r -r;/ /)l</i/t,;/r jcerfj and pro- 
r lain ii house next on li., slnrij mid h'df i,lahi, bonis <m.d. shoes, then a small lane 
riuininfj back; at bacA',/ac{n;/ /vuf, <i l"-o stnri/ hm/s'' bnill on a pile of rocks to:" 
feethif/h, steps leading to staiie, n-indo»r cnrh, sid,- of /t, ij.; this is the Post Office 
and iroUl Exchange, a one stoi'H hon St ; ,H'.<-f i,, n is the Bank, door and one win- 
dow, the main street next to it mnnin;/ bark, sho'i'ing in the distanee and, side of 
street; small houses and Jine mountains v:ith streams of malo', the sun shining on 
mountains and water; no frees orgntss alunit stage, houses L. of street; to front on 
L, are about the same as 1?.; one next, to bank, L. of stre<'t. is a. story and half house, 
door and one icindon: with green light orer door, n^nrds Beer Saloon on the It, and, 
ocrr door; housenext to it is a Drg G >ods Store, one n->indoit\ one story house; the 
house on corner, opposite hotel, i'i the Drag Store, one story house, door and win- 
dow with green and red Ughl in u-indon-: (dl in hi' i^lnin-made houses. Hotel 
and Bank are to be clapboarded and pointi'd irhiic, others are plain boards and 
fHfinted broicn and drab. 3Iiners, Me'ictt's, Indians, e^c. hanging around Post 
Office,- Gold Exchange, Hotel and Saloon. BnUetin hoards hanging on side of 
Post Office three feet by two feet , snn'nginy sign on hotels. Brown''s hotel on sign. 1 
West. [On piazza, calls to postmaster, uho is staiulinij iii doorway of post-officej, 
Say, Mr. Postmaster, isn't it time for the coach !•' 

Squiuk. (Looking at watcb.) Yes, it's about thne now. 

West. AV^liat time is the mail due y 

Squire. In about an hour: heMl* be in tii)ie you l)ct; lic's.iu.st the best rider about 
llipsc 'ere parts, and you can bet yer pijc o;^ liim with a rillc. .,a. 

Wfst. How old |s this Western prodigy? 

-Squire. Wei), I reckon he's nigh onto ^8. 

Lively Musig Until Coach on. 

(Sounds of trujnpet. Squire looks down the street, and sp do the loungers.) Hellol 
'icro's the uondi now. (All excitcinent on arrival of eo:u-h. Ki}tor.s full size coach, four 
acr^cs, 3 big trunks, boxes, bundles on and in coacli, wliivh <o\)s at hotel steps; trunks and 
bo .NO'S are t^ken ofl"; passengers get out, coach goes oJO- 

Music: "Low Back Cai;,'' as Coach <iOKS untii. Dax Enters. 
Kilters Dan on mule's back.) 
>!];. FiSKE (looking around). AVell, here we are, my child, in the heart Qf the great 
ci!y of Tombstone* 

Aunt Jane. (In horror). Oh, brother, why do you mention that liQr;*id name, — 
I— Kitty— Kitty, my bottle! oh, my nerves. 

\ITTY. (In eierprise). Yes, Miss ;Jbut it's in the big trunk. 

Aunt Jane. Ob, cieur; I know I shall be <iown sick, (Putting hand to liep forehead). 
Ob| nay nerves J 



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^IR. FiSKte. (T^alilug bis sister- .s arm;., Coiuc sister, \ on must 1>c tired. (Enter* ho» 
tel; Kitty and t)au attt?nd to the boxes and buiuMes). 

"Wkst (Who is on piazza, comes forward and l)»\vs to >li-. Fi^Ue). Is uot tills Mr. 
iiske of rhiladelphia? 

3lR. FiSKE. Yes, sir; that is my name. 

■\Vkst. My name is West, i>ir. 

Mr. FiSKE. Indeed! I .am glad lo meet you; tins is my daughter Florence, and my 
sister. 

"SV^ST. (Lifts llat.,. and bows). I am liap])y to meet you, ladies, and trust you may 
liud our city, as its name.siiggests. a place. 

Aunt Jane. XJi-JI^i^^o iiP ber hands). 0!i, sir. don*l sjeak that Jiorrid word. 

Dan. (To KittyJ -if'the means graveyard,— Xo, it's Tomb tjue. (Kitty tries to stop 
bim. 

3Ir. Fiske. My sister sir, is unused lo vvcsi(!rii lile, and being an invalid, the name of 
your city, and surely it is a quaint one. Jars upon bis nerves. 

AVkst. I beg your pardon, (IJows t(» Aunt Jane), but liad } on better not step into 
ibe parlor? you look fatigued. 

Aunt Jane. (Smiles at West) Ob, what a splendid gentleman. [Moving toward the 
-teps. 

Dan. [AVho is picking up boxes looks to Aunt Jane]. Do you mouu me, ma'am? fEun- 
uing up steps with boxes on arm]. 

Aunt Jank. Oh. you dreadful Irisliman, go away, with your horrid red head; you'll 
set me on fire. 

Dan. Oh, there's no fear of that, you're too green to burn. 

Aunt J vNK. '{Strikes after Dan aud bits him, he slips and falls on the steps, boxes 
ui.d bundles go Hying all over st:ge]. Oh, my bonnet, oh my poor nerves! 
Mr. Fiskk. Come sister, you and Flor nee ha I better come in now. 

Aunt Jaxe. [To Kitty]. Kitly, look out for my boxes. [KxU into hotel with others, 
'•ustiijg loving eyes on AVest]. 

Kitty. [Bows to Aunt Jane]. 1 won't forget tln^m ma'am. [To Dan]. You ought 
to be ashym^d of yourself Dan. [Ki.ty can't help smiling] . 



.Dan. Sure, Kitty darling, I thought she meant me; don't look at me that way — 
you'll break my heart. 

;Kitty. Oh, bother you and your heart. 

Dax. Now. Kitty, be aisy: sure when I'm an Arizony milli'onaire, I'll give ye me 
whole heart, and half me fortune. [Kilty packs boxes on Dan. J 

West [looking after J-'lorcnecJ. Ves, I'n\ >are, thoy didn't recognize me; by Jove 
Florence has blossomed J into a beautiful young lady. I must, yes, F. must win hei*, and y 
must raise a stake, too; \W lueky all about here 1*1111111; it'e rich; well, Til soon have il. 
[£2^its into hotel]. 



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Pax. Oh, Kitty! you're loading me down like an ass. 
Kitty fpiling them on]. F waul to make you look natural, Dyin. 
Dan.- Begorra, then you'll have to get on the beast yourself^ 
Kitty.- There, that's all : go on now. 

T<»r. [Enters L. AV. E., comes to C. 1".] 3I\ aceount.s are getting low, oiiiy twenty 
iluUar.s lott: never mind : 1 wouldn't cxcliaiige my claim in the old Dyagoon Mountains, for 
:ill the m'ouey in yonder bank. [Toint^ to l>ank backj. I know there's silver there, just as 
Will as I know there was a iortune in my invention stolen six years ago. Oh, Crod grant 
!lK(t 1 may yet meet the villain, fiercer; lu- vvIjo ro!>i>od me and sent mo to prison, wherefor' 
two years I scarcely spoke or >.miled, and then I escaped, and learned of his villainy, he 
who patented my in\enlion. and sold it for ^ili>;).O0i). (iod bring us face to face! oh, but set 
him witliin mv sight — 'lis all 1 a-^'c; andjiien, the poor newsboy, little Davy, how strange he 
acted, — no. no, he couldn't jjave done i.. ( l'.!;i ijiiers .la piaz/a, a;id listens with astoni'sh- 
leut) ; and Dan, poor, faithJ'ui ii ;.i!i:!:;;ii, !iow In- uuist litivj fought. [Bow^s his head in 
nought]. 

Dax [becomes ovcrjoyedj. Holy molbL-r, imt il's Tom, and talking about me; and loolj: 
.11. him, straight as an arrow. Mid looking as fine as a nate blackthorn. [Listens and 
smiles. 

Tom. A}\d to think that he, rhe only Irish fricn 1 I cAcr Had, shoidd have been killed in 
•.lefeudiug my box. Ah, I knew wh'u lie gave me his hand, looking into my face, heart to 
MOart, and eye to eye, 1 knew the promise of sn.-:! a man would be kept, for I felt hi^ heart 
' ■» the very pressure of his hand. [Dan weep- wiih J )y] . And if I'm ever found denounc- 
I'j^tlje land that gave poor Dju i)ir.li. or refuse to assist o.ie who knew the green meadows 
oCoid Erin, the home of my best friend [raises Ids Iiand], may my good right arm wither I 
. -'an can't stand it any longer: he ieai)s to stage, and rushes to Tomj. 

TO.V [starts back surprised] . Ye gods I cm it l)e, the dead alive? 

Dax [grasping Tom's two hand^, and jumpia^j arouml stage]. Yes, master Tom, Dan's 
-.' a;ive and liicking; but the Maci-ironi's came miglity near it; sure you'll forgive me, I 
tried to s ave your property, but— 

Tom. Pdess you, Dan, I Inive nothing to forgive; 1 knew you kept your word; but What 
brought you to Arizona y 

1)AN. AVell, I came out with the family where you repaired the piano. 

Tom [starts]. What, the Fiske family? 

J>AN. The very same. 

Tom. Are they here in— 

i'AN. Yes,'the'j'e heie in 'roml>st(^ne [smiles]. Oh, but it's a jewel of a name for a 
. '.'. n: and ye ought to see Aunt .lane leap and feel of her nerves when 1 rolls it off so beau- 
titully. 

T«)M. And is /i«^ here 1 ((;nr,viug excited). 

i)AV. Who?— oh, the viliain wiio stole the box? sure, sir, nobody knows Where he is," 
but ye ought to see 31is.^ Eloreiiee: l^cdad she's a beauty, and such a lady; and when I speak 
•'U, she always listen^ aud— 

I < 'M. What can she care for nu-. .she the rich— 
J^A.N. Jiut faith, 1 think she docs, a> L was telling ye; .>he always hstens, aud one day 



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sho said you must be a gentleman, for your speocli mid iicfs .showed t'nc breeding of one; and 
>uro, divil a lie Tm telling ycr. [A-idcJ i'lKii'.- ilie biggi;>t Jie J toiild in a year. Sure 
tiiur girl has me wild talking about liic \ ounjiiuan tluit ioi)aire(l the piano: begorra, I think 
>ho\l broom mo out of thu house il' I .>eil a wor.l against ycr. 

Tom [.■»miling-[. JJut, Dan. you ha\L'irt U)\i\ mo how you got away from the Italians. 

DaX. AwowI out the M-ry name of lialiau sots my blood boiling; well, Tom, the 
divils wore bent on liaving the Itox. surr. wiK'iiy.m w^-ni with tiic policeman; Tedro [Dan 
clinches his list], the iiead thaic, bolea iiie door, a id I ^ejing there were three against me, 
.slipped oft' me coal, and, with mc ^i;c.v i l.rou^lii from ouid Ireland 1 stood bythebox^ 
faith, such tumbling and kicking: Hr-.i I wn^ on tup laul then L was under; begorra, ths 
welting I gave them bef'jre I was kiuiek.i! out i^aa'- :!!i the scrinunasfes that Douaybrook 
fVjcr saw; but Tom, I stood by.— Il.ave.i b .ir me out, till the light of Dan O'Mauu was as 
dead a.s Bauquo'.s ghost, and wlicn i dio. pi-a ii.e,. n.ai to cut ih^ box from me; begorra, the 
.sear.s of Waterloo aie love pals to wiial i i^o.,— ioo^. [Taking off coat, and rolls up sleeve 
to show Tom] ; and see, I have euts on nie .eg-, ili -> rj as tuiciv as s[)o:s on a leopard. [Loos- 
ens his su.spender.'*] . 

TuM [smiling]. Never mind. Dan, I l)e.ieve you did for jue and my property, all that a 
friend, nay, all that a brother could do. 

Dan [with joy]. Oh, Tom, you toucii my hear. ; 'tis the heart of a poor Irishman, but 
Ifeaven knows (looks up) 1 tried to defend the property of my friend. 

Tom. There is my hand (ofter> h:iiid); we're not of the same race, but we believe in 
Die same God, and though L worrshij iliin in a r(ji)e, and you in a frieze coat, it does not, it 
Mo.li not mterfere with oiu- frienii.vhip. 1 bLJicve you tiid all that a generous, warm-hearted 
xind courageous Irishman could do fur a man he loved, and, Dan, we must not part. 

Dan. (With deep fcellngj. And we won't : sure. I'il— (aside). Begorra, but it's awfu^ 
hard to give up all of 'em— Ivitty. too. 

Tom. Why, Dan, don't foci so sad; you need not leave Kitty. 

Dan. Ps not Xitty atal, atal. (Pretends to weep). I'm thinking of poor Aunt 
Jane: oh, what will boc(mie of hei:-' -(.blocks Aiuil .Jane.) Oh, my poor nerves! Oh, how 
she'll miss me; but T nvu.st >e(,' them, and tei! ihe.u I'm going to leave. 

Tom. ''1' would hardly i>e the (Iiiu;-..) .>m., I i • m s\ h ■! i i; ■ ■. !) ;m: s;) PJI conr2 into 
town to-morrow: J do. I'r o.;..i • i.. u u.-.,., ■-, . , \- amonth ; but you ^ xpectliie to«lijo • 
row; good-bye. (shakc'^ i,;i;..i.. w .ui I'-a .). 

Dan. O, but 1 hate lu Iciiveyt-u. bi-gur.-,i. iMi 1 .cul liKe a bridegioam; well, good-bye? 
Tom (Exits L. Dan exits into hole. i. 

Wi:sT (enters from house with iMoren/ •. nnd tak-s .seat on piazz.i). With its mixed 
population, this froiitlor city i> htird.y a phiec for a lady, M\-^ Fiorence; but we have a few 
faijillics here, and we man:ig'' To ptt-.- uwa^. t!ie hour> <iuito pleasantly after business. 

Flokknce. lean reconcile myself to iJn; surruunding.s. but my poor aunt, I fear for 
her; she i.s not over strong. 

Wkst. Your thoughtfulness is indeed e.^inuieaduble; \ will, if you desire, act as your 
assistant in making oiu- rough surrounUings as pleasant as possible for Miss Fiske. 

Florence. Thank }ou, sir; your oUci i<, mu,. kind, but J fear we shall iutradc ou the 
time required to attend to dear Papa's allairs. 

West, Jnoi in tiie least. 



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KnTY (Enters from hotel). Miss Fiske desires to see you, Miss Florence. [Exits la 
house] . 

Florence* You' will excuse mc, sir. ( Kisses) . 

"West [rises and lifts hat] . ("ortainiy. [Florem-.e exits into hotel, West standing oa 
stepsl. By George! she is lovely. 1 uiiist uiake a stake, and soon, too. All here think me 
rich; if I can hamboozlc the old jnau, and get the daughter, by heavens, I am made. 
[Enter Mr. Fiske from house, M'e^r lilting liat.j I hope you arc feeling well after your 
long journey. 

Mr. Fiske. I am much better, thank you. [Sits down. West takes seat side of him] 
I have letters from friends in Philadelphia to you, Mr. West, [(jives letters to West, who 
looks at them] . 

West. Yes, I see, sir: you ar,e interested in several mining schemes; I also own in 
those mines, and have great faith in their developing richly. 

Mr. Fiske. I'm glad to hear you speak thus; for my all, every cent I possess, with 
that of my sister and only child, is invested in these mines. 

West. I deem them perfectly safe, sir. (Enter Florence and Aunt Jane, who take 
seats on piazza] . 

Aunt Jank. There, I feel better. 

West. I am glad yon are rested. Miss Fiske, and tru-<t you may not judge our people 
by tl ^ dismal name our city bears. (Enter Dan and Kitty from hotel). 

Aunt Jane. Oh, sir, I— that is, that dreadful word— what possessed you to give your 
city that horrid name? 

West. It is a strange name, but tl»e two brothers who discovered the rldU uiines about 
here, when they started out from camp in northern Arizona, were told they niight find 
their tombstones while down here? so they nauted the place Tombstoile. 

Aunt Jane. Brother, if we are to stay hei-e, you must use your influence to have it 
changed to (sees sign Epitaph over Bank). Uii, my poor nerves. (Puts hand to head and 
rocks back and forth). Stre, see, brother, oh, that horrid sign— take it down.( All tura'and 
see sign, and smile) . 

AVest. It is the name of our paper. Miss Fiske. The Epitaph. 

Dan. Epitaph; sure that's what they put on tombstones, Oh, haven't we got in a de» 
lightful place, begorra! you cant step or look without being put in mind of yer grave. I 
wont stay here. Aunt Jane and I'll elope. 

Mr. Fiske (tries to look stern>. Dan. bo c u-eful. (Shakes bis head). 
Aunt Jane. Oh, you horrid Irishman*, if I had you (shakes her tist at him). ■ 
Dan. Divel clear of you getting me,- I'm going to make Kitty a p'reseiit of Dan 
' ' 'Vfann. [Comes on stage and looks at 11. to E] . 

Florence. There^ Aunt, he doesn't mean anything. 

Aunt Jane. Oh, I hate Irishmen. 

West. I quite agree with you. Miss Fiske. 

Florence. I must oppose you both on that question : your reniarks are too sweeping % 
while there are many bad Irishmen; there ;ii-e more good ones; and if, as a people, they are 
poor and uneducated, we must remember in thoir own i^huul homo they never had tbe 
advantages which greet them in our favored laud. 

Dan (to Florence). Oh, its a jewel you are. 



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Mr. Fiske. I quite agree with my daughter, sir. 

West. Well, its a pleasure to be couverred by so clianuln:^ a lady. fRise and boWS.] 

AUXT Jane. I don't agree at all; its stuff and nonseiiso. 

Dax [reading grocer's sign.] vinegar. (All laugli.] 

AUXT Jane. (In great rage). There, do you hc:ir Miat iuipertiuence? 

Ban. (Reads on). Potatoes, Sugar. 

Florence. lie's only reading the grocer's sl^'u. ( \]\ the jMexicans, miners and oth- 
ers crowd about Dan and make fun of hiui. F.uronce, Mr. Piskc .'ind Aunt Jane, dumb 
show. Dan turns and sees people looking at him: he turns to front and puts whistle in liis 
mouth] . 

D.VN. (Reads sign). Tolatoes. starclu (They all laugh; Dan tur^s q^nickly and bjowa 
something in their faces:; they all jump, and yell, and howl like demons, and rub. their eyeSj, 
people on pia;^2a start and look on crowd, as if expecting trouble) , 

Dan (Aside). They don't like the whistle. Tom gave me; oh, me bucKoos, you cai^ 
dunce, can't you, as well as make fun of a stranger. Have ycr springs on your feet, or is it 
^hc ground? 

Squire (Enters from post office). Hullo,, what's up (JNtex;icans poii^t to Pan). Fve 

haye to take you in charge, stranger. I'm a justice and— 

''■^i#>^.; ■■.;■■■■. 
,Dan. .(.^jy^jlng oft'coat). J?o ye weigli heavy, have you a will made? You'd better put 

the job off till you get yoiir life insured. 

SjftUiRE. Look here, stranger, we don't want any trouble, but you're' kicking up 
an awful row, and if you don't get into that hotel, I'll just blow the whole top qf your 
^ead off. (Points pistol at Dan.) 

Dan (picks up coat.) Well, if you're going to tight with artillery, sure I'll get me black 
thoru. (Trumpet sounds in the distance). 

Squire. There's the mail boy, always on time. (People cry mails coming.) 

DAvy (enters on horseback, mail, t\yo l).igs, giin over- shoulder, thro\ys bags to post- 
mastcE). There'-s your mail, Squire^ but I had a h.ird tiiftj Qf it, I had to fly, you bet. 

Squire. <{With the bags in his hand.) How's that, my boy? 

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Dav^. (Taking saddle ofl his hu-se.) Why I just escaped Victoria's band o 

Indians. 

All. Indians i 

AuxT (Jane jumping up). Dan on piazza makes a br6alc, knocks Auilt Jane overj jumps 
on stage, knocks Mexicans R and L, and grabs l>avyO 

Dax. Davy,— Davy, don,!: you know ujo? look at mo, 'tis meself ant-l no one else, sure 
its me Dan, Dan O'Mann. 

Davy. (Looks at Dan, and holds oUt his ai^ms.) What, Dan, my old friend, and 
alive? (Tom enters from U. E. R. stands at post ottice steps. Dan grabs Davy and carries 
hlra to front. Florence stares at Tom, half vises in her seat. Tom waits till Dan greets 
Dai-y. Pedro enters with other :Mexicans. 

Dan, (with arms around Davy j. Oli, but this is too good. Is it dreaming I am? Be 
gorra, but America's a queer place, and it's you, Dafy? 

PAVi*. Yes, Dan, and so glad to see you. (Shaking Dan's hand). 



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Dak. And 80 you're the mail boy? Bedtid. of course, ye arc; that is, oh, that Irish 
ODgue of mlue, I mean you carry the uiui!. ( .Vsido ). 8uro I have it at last. 

Davy. Yes. I carry th? luai!. hut Dun. have you learned from your friend Tom? 

Dan, (jumping and singing). Oh, such news, Davy; sure he's Jiere, and tomorrow I 
am to see him, and never to lea^e liini. 

Davy. Did he speak of me? (With a glad smile). 

Dax. Did he speak of you.— sure didii't I tell yer. he thought, and sure we all thought 
you were killed by that Macaroni hound, I'edro. 

Tom (coming forward). AVell, friends, you seem pleased to meet,— ■ 

Davy (turns, sees Tom, starts forwanl. looks closely). You are my— (Tom smiles). 
Yes, it is, (Throws arms about Tom's neck), it is my dear friend, Tom. (Releasing Tom 
takes his hands) . Oh sir, T ant so happy (Dan is dancing about stage) so happy to see you, 

Tu:m. Yes my lad, 1 am Tom, y ur old friend I'om, and the happiness of this meeting 
you here, I cannot describe, 8o you carry the mail. 

Davy. Y'es, lam Davy the mail boy now, but how did .vou get away from those 
cruel men from— 

Tom. It's a long story Davy, but I got away ; the scoundrels I but never mind me I I had 
some hard times: tell me about yourself; 1 thought you dead, my poor lad, and many a tear . 
*he thought has cost me. 

Davy'. Xo! 1 creeped oiu of the ruins, and a kind wood sawyer gave mie shelter for a 
few days.. I then struck for the west,, tried to do right, ami here I am, (smiles) the happiest 
lad in Arizona. 

Dax. Barring myself, but Tom, do you mind the lady on the piazza — the young one? 

Davy. "SVhy it's Miss Florence as I live. (Starts). 

Dan. And that patent vinegar facto ly. Aunt Jane. (Makes wry face). 

Davy'. You will excuse me just a moment, she was so kind to me. (Goes over to Mis^ 
Florence). Pardon mo 3Eiss, but are you not MissFlxke?. 

Kitty. (All smiles). AYhy, 'tis little Davy, the Xew Y^'ork newsboy. 

Florenx'E. (Gives hand to Davy, who kisses it). 1 am- very glad to' see you, but 
should scarcely know you. So you live in Tombstone? 

Davy. Yes, I am called Davy, the mail boy. 

Dan. Faith he does, and the best in Arizona. 

Davy'. (To Dau). Yes, 1 live in Tombstone; but for you I would have one overnie. 

Dan. (Bows). .Miss Florence, Davy and I have a friend here; permit me to present 
him. 

Davy-. (Introduces Tom). Mr. — (Davy is .siuck). This is my friend, Miss FiskCj 
friend Tom. (Tom bows, Florence rises) , 



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Tom. 1 am liiost happy to meet yoiv, and to thank you for a past kindness. I repaired 
a piano atyom* bouse some six years since. 

Florence. Ves/and I remember the occasion and - 
Tom. Aud gave me ihose kind words, which even now I can repeat. 
Floue>'Ci;. You have a good memory. Do you reside here, Mr. — ? 
Tom. • I am called plain Tom,' Miss: none know my real name; I have lived here about 
^ix months, but you pardon mc, the bank soon closes; I will see you again. (Bows aud 
enters bauk. Fiske and West dumb show on piazz i) . 

Davy. I am so iiappy at tiridin«- Dan and Tom. Oh Miss, such friends are rare, Dan, 
tlear kind Dau, saved my life from the cruel Italians; and Tom, I love like a brother, he's 
so £?ood, aud then I know he will be one of the richest men in Arizona. 
Fi-OiiKNCE. You are quite entliusiastic over your friend Tom. 

Da^'v. Y'es, aud who wouldn't be that knoWs him; so handsome, so manly, I know he 
is a true gcntlemau. 

Flokexce. I quite agree with you, hf? if^'tniniy a gentleman, aud in my presence 
always conducts hnnselt lik<' '^m*; I hope tcVec'mbre of you'aud'your friend. 

Davy. Thank you Ml^-/'''^ kiicw you would like Tom. I remember what he said after 
vour kind words six yeal-:: "t'^su,— how he spoke of your picture he saw on the table of the 
drawing room.' (Florence smiles). L<A me sec (puts haiids to head), it is so long ago; but 
1 remember ho saidyou were very beautiful, aud he hoped that someday when Heaven had 
blessed him with wealth and position in society, and he had wrenched from the world— 
Dax. (Who is reading a poster on bill-board in front of the post oliice— the Mexicans 
and roughs crowd him.) Go on out of iliat, yer thieving hounds I (Ivnocks one down). Take 
that for a keepsake. (Davy goes over to Dan. Dau goes on reading. They crowd him 
more, but he reads on.) Great festival at Tucson, all business to be siispend6d; the great fast 
day o the year. (All laugli and poke lun at J) .u.) 

Dan. "What the divii's the mutter v.'ith you, you yuller divils t'' (Piano hurry, until Dau 
grabs Davy, and points to redro;"the.i swell it a little imtil breaks away from Davy, then 
forte liutil ciu-taiu). 

Davy. Don't laugh before yuu know what you're laughing at. (Turns to all, and also 
to the ladies). 1 will read the notice. "Gniud Festival iit Tucson on the 25th; all kinds of 
free games, dauciug, smgiug, and the best rcireshments, to coutinue seven days and 
liights.*' (All yell and dance around stage, one of the Mexicans pushes.against Dau, who 
turns and kuocks him down, i'edro enters with two other Italians. Dan sees him; both 
start back. Pedro puts his hand buck to draw his knife. 

Dax. Holy murder I [grabs Davy, poiuts to Pedro] , look, look at that face J did you ever 
see It before? (Speech quick) . 
Davy. No, 1 don't know him. 

Dax [puts Davy on steps]. It's that murdering thafe of the Avorld, Pedro,' 
Davy. (Holds Dan). Oh, Dan, don't say anything to him now, they are too m^Uj^ 
for us. 

Dax. (Breaks away from Davy, grubs ui> a stool, andiushcs for Pedro. He knocks 
the people right and left, and nudces a blow for I'edro, who catches the stool aud twists it 
out of his hand, draws his knife and make-i a blow at Dan, who catches his hand ; they 
struggle down stage. Aimt Jane, wiio is sleeping, jumps. up, sees Avhat is the matter and 
screams, falls in West's arms, who is just starling to go ou stage. Florence cliugs to her 



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FnORENCF. Oh, papa, tho.v will kill Dan and l>:ivy. [.yil IqqV fi'ightencd. Dan takes 
knife from ]*eilro nnd tosses it afr(»«s stajff, :m«i irnibs hitii by the throat, beads him back 
until his louicue ruu!? out, ^Jt-jLictins .ind Italians riKh on Dan, with drawn knives; Dan 
kicks out Ills foot behind, and U\o or thrto •;<> down, l^ii\y Jumps in front, draws two 
pistols and points them at the crowd. Touj eom s I" qui bank, ruslies to front, draws two 
pKstols nnd holds them back.] 

Dax. Hold the fort, the Irish arc a eomlng. 

PiCTURK AND END QV AQJ. 



LiveLV Music xVT Rise of Cuktaix— Aqi' I H.— Scene %, 
City of Ti csox, Aiuzona. 

Summer house X., .^hou'ing .^kle vruJ front corner of housey with 
piazza. Tha hoi'f>e is o,(a(fe of tJohies; House on gf&en hank three 
feet high, \nhie stents of upper N/VI'i cominrr on stage from hottse; 
tiro puatio seats in front <f hank <f hotel. Unstic, booth upper 
rjiitrc set on f/reen ho/tl\ three fret high, sernn faet in dianmtei*, ^feet wall; steps B^ 
i*U*i Lthtpothleatiing to stagd, Jfnslie tahfe centre of booth, (f^^een bench all round 
iiislde of iMXtfh. liot'lettt* Uoar4 set an rnstic tattle In booth; little children and 
Mexicans; ladies plo'^iwi roulette; small statue in fountain with icater spouting up* 
in front of booth four ff}(U in diameter. Rustic fence back fiH>m hotel steps; arbor 
leading from steps iwcrk to upper lu Of triangle covered with iotji and Jtoivers; green 
settee ]?. in arbor: rustic fene.c It. of bo)th, a},out three feet; then steps leading to 
top of bank which runs aljout four feet to cavrt/s, which is II. from 2d E. to a hack 
triangle to If,, half (\; tent, on Ixtnk thre- fe/'t high: sU ov seoen tables tinder caUm 
ras, with chairs at (able, and a faro table at entrance, and, all kinds of games; ten^ 
trimmed with ^^ags; Chinese lanterns all over tent and among tree's; Grove of cot* 
tonwood trees hack ofhrewenj; line mtuntalns and canons in the distance; opening 
in the forest L., showing town in the distance: Houses of dobie, no windows in 
thesa houses^ hut the places are there, and a red or colored curtain hanging over 
the windows. Rustic chair li. \st IC. against bank; jlower vases with Mexican 
idants; rustic settee E. side of bauk; swing I', and L., with chair in swing for 
ehildren; Me:tican ladies and grinflemen and others playing games in tent and 
biutthy children playing roulette ; ladies smoking cigarettes and enjoying them- 
spires, dressed in high colors, hair hanging down their backs, no hoops on; Mexi- 
cans dress same as in city of MKrim: miners dress as best they can for the coun- 
try they are in; children dress in xhort dreiisi-s, high colors, hair down their backs, 
tow neck and short sleer.es; ladlcn the sa,n': fnd.ians In their best dress; Chinese 
til their native costumes; f'nion soldiers. Mr. Ri'iieene, a shorty thlck-set man 
u-hiskers all rotind fac, rcry p"-<sy, brood brim mcd hal, Jong hair and short, coat 
"lid always smoking cigar. 

3Iir, Kevkene [in pia/.za, smoking;, and lookin,' b:i,el». S >und of drum.] Ah, here 
urG the soldiers: 1 am glad they have eonje to keep order, [tenter Captain, Drummer and 
twelve Soldiers. Captain saluies Mr. It jvuone.] Jfalt! Grouud Arms! [They obey]. 
Stack arms I [They obey ; they make two staoks ia front of booth back of fountain, then go 
into tent, some in booth and some on piaz/..i. C.iptain enters hotel with Mr, Reveene, 
Wcbt on settee R. with l*edro, who is disguised with heavy beard [. 

WtST. So tWa Kimball has struck U heavy. 



t*EDRO. Yes, very heavy: richest strike in aU .VrIzon:i5 but 1 fix him; mc hate hinij 
Irishman and boy, and kill a\\. [iMaces hand on knlft-]. 

Wist. "Wherfc is hi.- chiini locnted? 

I']:dko. Iu the Dragoon ^tountain, nt-nr T.j.nb.-'one. 

Wk?t. Will they be lierc today * 

PKm:o. Yes^ for tomorrow they go to the niounlain.-;. 

West [aside]. Curse him, he shall n(»t live lo enjoy hi? good fortune, and he hopes to 
\\ in Vlorencj. [ToPedro;. IVdro. I Utpt my word with you six: years ago; I will do so 
agalin I bi.s cur must be got rid of. [Si>i.Mk^ in !i»w tones. lOnter Tom and Florence arm 
inarm. West looks at him with .s;ivagc lo >kj. h.i-nn him, lie is making haste too fast. 
[Pedro enters tent and takes »eat \\ ith r/stj . 

FLOltFN'Ef^ (to West), Good morning. 

Wi:5T. Good morning. Miss Fiskc. (To Tom). Good m>rning. sir. (In a cool 
W>Me). 

Tom, Ah, good morning, sir; I am giad to see you; this scctus to be a kind of galer 
day. 

West. Yes. quite so. (Turus to Florcaccj. 

To>r [a.sid«]. What can be the matter? this man acts s:rangely. 

Wkst. This is a charming morning, Miss Fiske; you will pardon me> but my friend's 
daughter becomes the morning j-o admirably. 

FiAHir.NCE. Ah, Mr. West, you^do mo jnorc hon )r tha;i { dcSerVe. I aim afraid this 
Western air Is conducive to H tttery. 

Wi:sT. Xo, no, Miss Florence; it ma\ -cem ll ittery lo -you^ but 1 assure yOu the coin«! 
pliment is most deserving. [KnJcrs Dai', Davy, Mr. Fiskc and Aunt .June from arbor 
L. to K.] 

Tom [to Mr. Fiske and AuntJj, Good morning; I greet you to the festival, 

Mii, Fiske, Good morning; so this is the least day. 

AUNT Jane [to Tom, very cool]. Good morning, sir. {Turns to West and smilesji 
Why, Mr. Weat, I am glad to see you; now 1 know we shall lutve A nice time, won't we, 
Florence, my dear? 

Fi.oicKNCE [who ii- taken back at her Auni's Uliuil question]. Certainly, aunt; now 
that we have Mr. Kimball and 3Ir. West, and uur o.d friend Davy. [iJows-]. 

Dan. And Dan; sure you woul In't forget Da;i. [To Aunt Jane] . I know Aunt Jane 
ha>»n't forgotten me. 

Aunt Junk [turns up uose]. oh, you honitl thing, I can't bjat Irishmen; can you, 
ykr. West? 

Wkst. 1 never was very partial t> that race, 1 assiu'j you. 

Dan\ Saving your presence, ladies, [oow>] I e.in i-eturn the compliment; 1 was never 
l)artlal to donkeys ; and as you choose lo talk liue one, I give you the compliment. 

Wk.st [starts towards Dan, but stops]. Vuu ignorant Irish dunce, Pll— 

Tom [steps in front of l>an]. I>an, I'm very sorry that you should so far forget your » 
ft'elf ; can you not see tliat you are ottending tlie ladies? 

1>AX [bowing], I ax yer pardon, ladies (io ladies; tiien to Ton), Don't be angry, 
Tom, J'U apologize. (Aside). JJegorra, Fd rather kiss Aunt Jane. 

Ml;. FiiJKr.. J/idies an^ gentlemen, let us nci ihnv this festive scene by darii looks and 
i^Dgry words. 



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Tow. I agree with you, Mr. Flske^ let us not set these Mexicans an example of which 
ffe may afterwards be ashamed. (Tiirns to l^n nc.). Will you permit me, Miss Florence. 
(offers arm). We will join tbe plen.^uri-^i^QSi? l^MoiMice takes Tom's arm aud moves 
up stage). (\. 

West (looks at them iu a rage). C uriso liiiii iur an ii{)»tar% but I'll track him down. 

I Aunt Jane. (Goes to West and offers to trjko lus :irm, but he don't notice her, but 

I looks after Florence. Dan slips up uui} talus Jane's arm and puts it iu his, they start off. 

She turns and sees her mistake, aud hits him with her fan; jumps away). Oh, you vile 

areature, ugh, you! how— oh, oh, yon, you. (She can't speak, she is so mad). You dirty, 

mean, contemptible puppy 1 you pig, how dare yon? [(akes West's armj. 

Dan. nVho is turning hand organ]. Oh, murder, but it's a whole menagerie you'd 
have me be— pig, puppy, mean, dirty contemptible: oh, ihe divel fly away with the likes of 
yen; pig, am I? begorra, I'm a whole pig-stye when there's whisky about, (All move toward 
the merry makers). 

Pi:DRO (enters Avith other Italians, goes to front). You'll find it iu the Dragoon Moun- 
tains, a big cave on the side of ihe mountain ; meet !ne with the whole gang, armed} these 
Americans fight hard. (All exit L). Yes, I'll fix him • and then, with $10,000, I'll go back 
to Italy. (Exits in house). 

(Tom and Florence come to front, and sit on rustic settee.) Are you fatigued, Mias 
Florence? 

Florence. No, but a quiet seat is most welcome after so much excitement.- 

Tom. Do you like the AVest, Florence? I moan Miss Florence. 

Florence. Please call me Florence; my frjeuds all call me so. 

Tom. If I may join that favored circle, I shall avail myself of that privi4eg^v Do you 
remain in Arizona? 

FLORENCE/ Jtot longer than is re«iuired to attend to papa's business.- 

Tom. I shall leave for the Ivast as soon as 1 can di^fpose of my mine.' I know you, will 

be glad to leayn I have fo»ud silver of great riciiness, and iu great abundance. 
Flobeiwe* I'm truly glad, Mr,— 

ToM^ [jsmiles and takes her hand]. Why not Tom, Florence? [She blushes], 
Florenc*. AVell, [looks up and smiles] . Tom, I am indeed glad to hear of your good 

fortune. I wish poor dear Papa could get his business through successfully. 

Tom. I wish he would feel at liberty to command my services,* but I do not wish to 
mterfere with Mr.- West; ah, 1 feel he is on the wrong track. 

Florence* Oh, sir, I wish you would tell him so. I am afraid he is too con- 
fidential. 

Tom. Mydear— I mean Miss Fiorence—1 will at the Ik'st opportunity offer him- my 
counsel and my purse. 

Flori:nce. I thank you; I know you arc our fri^Enu'?' and (West comes near and leans 
on back of chair buck of Tom, pretending to look at game intent, and casts a side look at 
Florence and Tom). 

Tom. Florence. I am your father's friend, and oh Florence if I (takes her hand) might 
h^pe tUttt some time iu the great future, 1 might call you by a nearer— (West eaters hotel.) 



2? 

:)aN. Yer monkey faced divel, go ou out of that (pulls Kitty from oue of the Mexicans 
ttBvl comes to the front.) Mister Tom, I'm afraid there will be a bit of trouble. 
' 'I'OM. (Drops her hand and ri.ses.) What's that,, Dan? trouble. 

' Dan. Those 3Iexicans and Macaroni stutltrs are gambling and jawing liks rival county 
men at an Irish fair. 

Mu. Kkveenk (A Mexican, enters from hotel and comes to front.) Ladies and ze 
I 'zeiitlemen ave no fear, 1 stop ze trouble at once. (Goes iu tent and just as he enters, three 
Wiuiujumpupand strike at eacli uthur. He sieps in between them and stops the row. 
Toiu. and Florence start for hotel). 

Dan. [To Kitty]. Sure Kitty, I am afraid wo disturbed Miss Florence and Tom; 
.Aiih, 1 think he's fond of your mistress, and ii he takes the mistress, I'lltake the maid, 
'aud ril seal it with a kiss. [Kisses her]. 

, Kitty. (Slaps his face). Oh, you saucy imp. I have a good mind. (Runs to.hjm; he 
^rabs her). 

Dan. Give me another. (Kisses her). 

{Tom and Florence come to front] . You're making,great headway, Dim. 

Dan. [With a smile] . Be gorra, l*ni Hot behind you much, am I Kitty t 

Kitty. lie's a saucy rascal. 

Dan. Now if you treat me that way, I'll g-o- ami take Aunt Jane away from. Mr.^ 
West; oh, won't that please him, though. [All >,n.i41e> and promenade back. Tom and 
Florence exit 11, E.] 

Aunt Jane. [Enters from arbor on the armo-f 3Ir. FiskeJ. Now brother, you must 
do it. Mr. West is such a gentleman, and so familiar with mining business. 

Mu. FiSKE. Yes, Jane; but 1 run a great risk; for 1 must give my claims entirely into 
iiis hands. ^ 

Aunt Jane. But he is so honest, and such a gentleman ; 1 know he is, brother. 

Mil. FiSKE. That may be; but you know you and 1 trustsd that villain Mercer. 

Aunt Jane. Oh, that horrid wretch. (They eu.er the booth and watch the roulette 
^ume. (Old Cramps and Davy enter from arbor. Cramps, au old miser, bent and feeble, 
v.ith w^hite hair and long beard, always in misery). 

Ckamps (to Davy, L. C. F). 8o my lad, you have no father or mother. 

Davy. No sir, I am all alone save my friends, Dan and Tom. 

Cramps (looks about him as if afraid of being heard). You must come and see me. 
iLooks around). I like your face, though no one but me and my Mexican servant have cn* 
tered my old tumbled down castle for 20 years. 

Dayv. Where do you live, sir? 

Cramps. At the foot of the Dragoon mountains by the Sicemore spring. 

Davy. I will come sir with t}iegreale>t of pleasure. (They go to fountain, C. B). 

West (enters, followed by i'edro from hotel and comes to front). Is it all arranged? 

Pedro. All right, they are doomed; the gnu^ will be there; Tom the New Yorker^luUT 
been offered a million dollars for his mine. 



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^^EST (In a rage) The devil ! What icternal hiok ; hnl FU fix him, (TurQS aud Bee$ 
'Tom and Florence.) See him with the daughter — curse him! (Exit t^ bac^ aod dumb 
show.) 

Mk. Fiske. (Enters from booth followed by Aunt Jane. ^ Pan ai^d Kitty enter froi^ 
arbor. Tom and Florence enter from R. 'J\t E. Ji^itty and, Dan f;eajk X. . Aunt Jape seats 
K. Florence on Tom's arm C. with 3[r.~ Fiske.} It's & strange custom to permit little 
children to gamble. 

Tom. Yes sir, but it is only once a year,^the rest ofthe t^iine they are rather a sedate 
people. ^ 

Mr. Fiske. A httle sedateness reserved for the occasion \voul<:^ ,^ot go amiss. 

Aunt Jaxe. They're a nasty, lazy, shiftless set; worse than the Irish,, Dan is a gentle- 
man compared with such vile trash. - ' 

Dan. (Jumps up bows and smiles, and throws Idss to Aunt Jane. ^ All laugh.) It's .» 
great compliment Mr. Fiske; I'll treasure it for its truth, but more for its rarity. I'll write 
it out and leave it in me will to our children. (Turns to Kitty.) Wont we, Kitty? (She 
pushes him off, but smiles. 

Aunt Jane. It's all your children will get, aud I'll take it back. Oh, my poor nerves. 

Tom (to Darn). Come Dan, after so handsome. a compUuieiit you ought to sing for me. 

Dan. I will; sure, just for the sake of Aunt Jane, for I knpw she is dying to hear me. 
[Goes over to Aunt Jane, and stapds in front of her] . Now aren't y.er now^? 

Aunt Jane [starts up to strike at nim with her fan]. Oh, you Irish potato, you. 

Dan (laughs, aud going, says), I'd hate to eat you for one. (Cue for song, two verses; 
after song Dan goes and sits beside Kitty). 

Tom (turns to Davy C. B). I used to hear you Davy ,^iug sioipetiiiies in the old days; 
will }-ou not oblige us? 

Flore^'CE. Yes, Davy, we all went to hear vou ; ,that iSpug, of Dan's was, the best part 
of our days' entertainment. 

Davy (leads Cramps to seat, then turus to Florence). To please the ladies and gentle- 
men, I will sing an old song 1 loved to siug in my boyhood days; I hope my choice will 
please you all. [All the ladies and children gather around booth aud on piazza to listen to 
KouL'. Davy goes to front. Cue for song, "riease you all," two verses]. 

< .'RAMPS (At last of 2nd verse comes forward, and at the finish, of verse clasps 
uavy's" hand and weeps; he can scarcely speak). 1 must for one doubly thank you; your 
words have strangely affected me; I feel— oh ;G yd, niy lad I cannot tell you how your words 
and tone have touched my heart, my . cold Momj heart, which for ;5<) years no friend has 
known. Alas, alas, I once was a man, a good kindly-uaturod iuan': but for, 30 years friend- 
ship and every generous feeling has been crushed back by ,oue desire, one overpowering 
impulse— that impulse was to get money, to hoard and.gjoaf; over it. X^ur ^oug has broken 
down the stony \^alls of my heart. (Weeps on Davy's shoulder). Your sweet words, like 
those qi my dear old mother's in happy boyhood, have pierced my heart. (Davy weeps). 
I cannot, must_not leave you ; you have made this old heart uew ; I amsopntodie; lam 
old and weak, I am the richest man in Ari/^»na; see. (Points towards mountains). All 
those are mine. (West stands behind, but is unobserved). You shall be my son, and all 
this (points back) shall be yours. Come, let us sit down, I am tired. (Davy njucU 
agitated]. 



2^ 

Davy. Friends, will you excuse me? (Leads old own, to seat and Bits hlmjielf)^ 

Tom. Certainly Davy, certainly. [Turns to Ploreace]. What an adventUife. 

D.VN. And what luck; sure I'm as happy a^ If Kitty had just saldr-CIB^tty iji.ftk^s 
h.iaa,) 

Aunt Jane. That my song was really fine. 

Dan. Sure I'm proud to hear you say it. I w;w always called a fiae singer at home. 

Aunt Jane. You red headed bog trotter, I meant JPavy ; ugh I it you love him lo much 

why don't you copy his naanners ? 

Dan. Out of de^ercQce to" the fajr hex, sure, I copy after yourself, and now all me 
pains for nothings (Pretends to weep. AH smile, great commotions in tent, ail the ladles 
:in«l childrea ia booth, and on and about stage st-.irt up. Floreuce and Aunt Jane go to R. 
Kitty to L. Dun, Tom,, and J^r. E'iske C. front of ladies. M,oxican3 and roughs are strug- 
gling with and trying to put out of tUe garden an Americ-m sailor with pale face, Iron gray 
whiskers and hair, he is weak from fatigue; they push him from the bank, then oflf the steps 
and rush alter him. lle'calls for helpj . ^ 

Sailok. Help ! help ! I am an American; are there no Amcricaus here? (He fights and 
for a moment gets clear. Davy rushes forward and stauds between him and Mexicans, 
takes the sailor's hand and leads him to the front. Mexicans led, by Pedro rush at Davy and 
Bailor], 

Pedro. Down with him, out with him \ [they attempt to rush forward, but are stopped 
by Davy]. 

Davy. Stand back ! you cowardly curs, to attack a sick man. [Dan and Tom come 
forward to assist Davy. Drum rolls, soldiers enter and picks up guns, and form line across 
stage, and force Mexicans and gang hiick to the tentj . 

Captain [turns to ladies]. Ladies, there will l^e qo further trouble. [Salutes, and 
retires back to company. Davy leads sailor to front. Aunt Jane, Florence, Tom, Mr. 
Fiake> Dan and Kitty gather around Davy. 

Sailor [Starts at sight of Davy] . My Godl how like— [looks in Davy's eyes like .a 
crazy man]. How very like, who are you? boy, speak quick; in Heaven's name, who ajfe 
I you? [He trembles from head to foot, and acts like a maniac]. 

Davy. (Jm astonisbmEnt)" I am Davy, the mail-carrier. 
Sailor [very excited]. But your name, your name. boy. 
Davy (With downcast look). 'Tis only Davy ; I know no other name, sir. 
Sailor. I cannot be mistaken— so like her; can you not remember, my lad? 
Davy. No, no [looks closely in sailor's eyes], bpt your face, (very excited) Ulsthe 
tiicc of my dream. Oh,'sir, who are you? 

Sailor. My name is David Wilson, of New York 15 years ago; I left my wife and in^ 

faut son in' South street. (Davy :ind all arc very much interested. Pedro listens unob^ 

I served. How well I remember the parting scene; it is burnt into my memory. I was in 

' sailor dress; I held my little boy in my arms, be played with my whiskers, I placed .him -in 

Iji^ mother's lap; he held out his little arms. (Weeps and wipes hts eyes)* I kissed hts 

biby face, one last embrace, one parting kiss on the motjier's li^w, auJ I tore myself away, 

r (Weeps bitterly). I joined my ship; she was lost on the coast of China ; I was «a?ed witk 

[ tfto^QtiieiB, and lor 19 year» I was a ulave; at last X escaped, got to Now YorJK) but, (dropi 



hfs head) ala8» nhe Was dead. (Davy weep.^). My boy was lost in a great atorm; the house, 
where he lived with an Italian, was striu-k by lightning, and he, my boy, my only child, 
was supposed to be dead, but 1 never believed it. 1 have travelled all over the country In 
search of my child, till broken dovV^n by siokuess and sorrow I at last reached this port. 

Dan [gives a yoll a»ui thtn- all look :is if expectinji; another row]. Hurrah! bad luck to 
me, and bad luck to— 

Kitty (tries to stop his mouth). Hold yer gab, 

Dan (turns to Kitty). Kitty, darling, I must speak, haroo| it's— 

Kitty. Stop yoUr noise, Dan. 

Dan. (Dancing.) Hold me Kitty, or I'll bust (Kitty holds him.) Sure it's hlmielf, 
Its himself. 

Sailor. Speak boy, cjinyou not remember? 

Davy (puts hand tpbsitdi) Yes, I remember my .mother's dying words; she said to an 
Italian named Pedro, takjg^ny boy, (very Buiwly) and, as you,do— by— my— child— may hea- 
ven do — by you! she tried to raise her head, but in vain; she was too weak. Iwent to her 
side; I was three years old; yes, 1 remember Uer last words, Davy, she said, remember your 
I'Vther was an honest man, then she clasped jjpe to her breast, kissed me, and whispered' 
God bless you my ehiW, may you never disgrace the name , of your father David Wilson. 
[Weeps.] 

Sailor. [Ctoping Davy in his arms.] My, child, ipy child. 

Davy. Father. ,, [Falls in his arms.] 

Sailor. [Arms around Davy.] Thank Gcilt lUy hoy, my Davy. . fTbey weep. End 
of act. Dan swinging and dancing. Kitty tri js to^stop him. Florence and, Tom, look sad. 
Mr. Fiske and Aunt Jane whisper. Pedro back of Wost on piazza]. 

Lively Music u^jol on*,. 

Act 4th— Scene 1st. 

A rocky pasSi scene to draio off Ji. and L.,flat i?, to- compyiwo-thirda across atagty at 
half triangle, and boxed in to SdiE. ^feet on stoge and rxn up tojlies; cave open 
R., opening up about Sfeet, qpeumg F., nhoioiug inside of caoe, a curtain to draw 
up of gauze, painted like smoke, three of them—Jirst one thin smoke, second little 
thicker,; third to show cave filled with .smoke. Set rocks li. and L., run L. side of 
F. of cave to come to within tino feet of stage, then turn J{. in between rocks, gap, 
doxon to stage, and in behind cave and up steps to platform at mouth of caocy top oj 
caoe strong enough to hold five people, under Jtiesfl^oor of cave to hold three people, 
floor five feot long and four feet wide; fltor outside of cave three feet wide, and to 
run around back of rocks L. strong enough for struggle, mattress on stage B. Of 
rocks, and at the foot of mouth of caoe to fall on stage. 

Enter Tom and Davy. ( Down run L.) 

Tom. a few steps further, Davy, and my claim will be. in light; it hasn't a very iaY^ 
!ng look. 

DavTi No excuse, Tom ; I'm too tired to criticise. . 



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Tom. Here we are, It's a rough path, but the old cave Is welcotnc; there's a quarter <^ 
» miUion In sight right around here, aud uow our journey is at an end ; (they tura tho 
rocks). 

Lively Music uxtii:. Dan Enters. 

Dan (outside). Tom— Davy,— hulIo«o-o. 

Davy (on platform, at mouth of cave). So licre we are. (Davy looks around. Tom 
and Davy enter cuve) . 

Dan (appears on the run, loaded down with guns, pickaxe, shoyel, crowbar, etc). Bad 
luck to the city fathers in Arizona, the roads are worse than the Galway cowpaths, and onfe 
has to load himself like a jackass; oh, toar-au-uouns, me shoulder is breaking, and these 
revolvers are cutting the sides out of me. Hullo, Tom I Davy, hullo»o-o-o I 

Tom (enters from cave, and looks around). Come on, Dan, it's a clear road now. 
Dan. It's about as straight as Buck Dolan's nose ; begorra^ you could Uahg a bucket on 
it: (falls over rock) bad luck to those steps. 

Davy (calls out). Here we are, Dan ; look out for the boulders. 

Dan. Boulders. Begorra, I'll be boulder aud ol^er when I come this way again; (falls 
over rock) ; bad luck to the carpenter that built these steps, (goes behind rocks and upon 
platform, falls on platform) , the divel mend my toes ; sure I cau't travel atiy further ; (crawls 
into cave, curtain draws up; Tom and Davy setting on box and keg, as Dan crawls in; they 
laugh). 

Davy. What a miner Dan would make^ Tom. 

Dan. I'd jrather be putting in coal in New York, aud bedad but I think there's ladldal 
around here. 

Tom. Wait till to-night. (Laughing). 

Dan (gets up, looks scared). (I'm goiug^ack). 

Davy. They can't find us here, Dan. 

Dan. But I don't like to be too near me coffin, aud to lose my fine head of hair,, the 
pride of Aunt Jane, "oh, my nerves." (Imitates Auut Jane). 

Tom. We can hold a hundred Indians at bay in this stronghold. 

Dan. If I had a little whiskey I'd get over the bay. 

Tom (picks up a piece of quartz). Sec here, lads, how is that for a specimen? 

Dan [takes It and looks]. Bcdad, it sparkles like ray Kittys eyes; 13 it the real 
thing? 

Tom. The real, genuine silver. 

Davy. Well, Tom, I am as glad as if the claim was my own. 

Dan. You speak me own mind like a fortune-teller, Davy. 

Tom. So you should be. for what's mine Is yours; we'll go shares, boys. 

Davy. No, no, Tom ; Dan arid I would be ashamed to take what you have worked iO 
bard for; no, no. 

Tom. We'll see, but come, let's buvc a luu'.'b ; I'm quite hungry, and over It we'll talk 
about Qur return to New York; I've got au oiler a/" $3OU,0'J0 for my claim; come, here goes; 
(lakes lunch out of bagi eat and dumb show. Ticards. Jiu^jic until Tcdro sets fire W 
•ticksl^ 



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rf^DRO (enters on topof oavt-; look^ over iind listens on hit< hands and knees, looks ftlW, 
(u'fiiiiul, rises :iuU bi'ckon>> for one ol his couipunions, who entorts on rocks very easily). "ViTe 
^ee nothing, we hour not liiiiu'. (Looks m his wjiist). You got rope, (eoiu|>anion nodaV 
give It me, (take rope from hi< \v:ii<(). Me rope liere: (he ties rope to rock). Now 
Die f^o doNVu. (poirkV*-iiown lo cavr). ;in«i if all JiuMV. nic pull ro])c three times; then you and 
rest of ganij come down luiieiv. I>ut e.isy. you niidersland? [nods head yes. Pedro goes down 
to mouth of cave on his lia^nds and knee.-;itiic eraw,!;^ in a little, then comes out, gives rope 
j)UJl tlirce times, all go down to ca-ve] . AJI tUrpe in there. «iuick, back, to the spring, bring 
some dry sticks and lurj;: me smoke uni out Iikti,ruts: |tlu-ec of them jjofor lurf, Tedro look* 
Hi his pwfol juid knives, turns lo .Mexieaiv)i; we will shoo,t them as (boy come out, or better* 
we will stifle them in their holes. (M«?xieans return with sticks, turf und grass, put It to 
mouth of euve,.theu set it on tire tiud stand in line, ni^tols iu {lands^ reudy for work). 

Tom (straighte»9i-up)»* There, I feel like a lord. 

Dax. And ye ought to Ue onfl^^ 

Davy. Good, Dan,. 1 second the motion. (Cue, piano tremblps mi^sic until Davy falls 
on Tom's shoulder)., 

Tom (starts up). I snwll smoke I ^ My God 'can it be we have been tracked; (goes to: 
mouth of cave>. By heavens!: these Mtfx,icau,s have follovvgd us, and, like th^ Indians of old, 
are trying to smoke us out [looks at his pistols]. 

DiAVY. What I Rddre ajtwi^his ^nii^. 

Tom (looking out through the smoke). Yajs, 1 can sec the scoundrel, 
Dan (taking otf coat). How many are there— four? 

Tom (smiles to Dan). Five, with I'edro; look at your weapons^ .boys^^Vfe may have to 
ute them. 

Davy [looks]. All right, Tom; there's my hand [gives T0m^,his.h^n4}, we'll staud or . 
fall together [they shake hands]. 

Dan (takes Tom and Davy's hand). I've nothing to say save w© must make the best Of 
a bad iob, and Dan O'Mann is the same f licml he was six years ago, 

Tom. Good,. Dan ; we'll not be ashamed of each .other ;, but should I fall-- 
Davy. Oh, Tom I don't speak so, .we will, if aecessarj, dje together. 
Dan. But somebody else will go licfwre w.e drop. 

Davy. Wc know not what may happc i :. the smoke is getting thick, Tom. I have » 
tccret; it aflVcts both you and Dan;. it brings a blush to my check to speak of it, for it hfti 
caused me many sleeepless nigliis and greriJL s>orro\Mv. 

Tom (very soberly). 1 will not believe a meim, aat can,, be laid at your door, 

Dan. I'd like to see the man stand before me and speak it. 

Davy (aside). 1 must tell them (witii a sigh). You won't despise me, I— I had to do 
It, or die, -die iu my young boyhood; 'twas indeed a sad one, but Pedro, with his Imife to 
my throat, made me swear 1 would do it. ( Weci>s and rubs his eyes. 

Tom (aside). Y'es, iis coming, poor boy. 

Davy (takes Dan and Toms hand). It was, oh, God! it is hard. I,— oh, Tom, you 
will forgive me; I have sutfered enough; it was I— 1— Tom, who placed the pocketbook itt 
your coat. (He aiakii to the floor;. 



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TOM rwtsbimup]. D.„-,m,v (ricud, ,„y brother, I kno^ of thl.. and M I WleT. to ^ 
God, 1 forgave you loug. loug^ago. 

Dxvvrf..llsoBT«„.N.b«uU.orl. ThanU heave,. f«^ tho«. word,, [Tho .moke r».he5 
, . ,, "Lrt b:.ek •n.ev look -xt tbeir pistols and get readsr- 1% rush out. Cue, 

rr::;::^!" to. ■! > Uun., aud .«.,. U ..... rea™., m ». .eeue. 

scene to Scene 2iul). 

ScKNK 2uD,— Act Ith. . 

F.n ^«^.ol.lVnMnl ,r„.,r.<toHe /,.o».se ,K. B.; steps of tmnbU iown structure from 
htZtostane >l,U .,fho.,se t,.o old stone pttlars euch side of steps, one of the back 
*ZJ ;IX;..,A-« V t>.e piece iUat Ms ,roUr..,ff is on the bun, B-.^^^os^^ 
it hloh ,rhulo,ofro,.t. uo ulass in, bnl one-ludfoflong curtain huwj frorn top to the 

^"lldeU^L luside ofr.,o„. in ,he n^oonU^t .hich shorn into room, top of 
t::,:::::r ho.se. m,.e at ..foot „ the .au,.a,^^na /^o .»«<«- ^-^<= 
Sycamore Spnn,,o„e lar.je coWo..ood Ir,;-. Jn firo,a "/ •"'""^/;- .^^ f J„' 
rocks, set ,raterfor gro..d, on old tn,Me.do,cn dobie ho.se on banh f-'^^^aTZ 
from spring atatriangle ba^kfi.e feet up and eight feet "' "-^ Z: ''^' f^^ ^//X 
iith M pieces of the ruins painted o.,«. M',uMm> <« '»^ '^^Tst^^^T^^Z 
in the mountains: ,mter starts at the'Cop an<t'runH ooer rocks nnlU Ustrtkes a smm 
ZToJZter; ./.«'/« runs orera.tlat rook and fall of four feet and drops .nto the 
tllils^ri^g. Moon is about t.o h.urs upsho.es -»- 7^;;' ;*; "J'^ 
voater,and shows old house inside and out. E. set bank. C. B. "'«[« "?= 
me of stump^fo sit o» L. of stage to be in the shade of the moon Houoe U ci«r*. 
We«« and Mexican seroant disco^ierei s'eated ondmnp and set rock. 

■West. Can I depend ou youf 

Mexican. Yes, but you must pay now. (Holds out band). 
WK8T [takes out moneyj. Is the old man upstairs? (Handshlm roll of bills). 
MiixiCAX. Ue is sick, be can.iot leave bis roo.u. 
W icsT. Has the Irhbman been around here? 
Mfxic \s. Yes ; but not for a week. 

WKST (aside). Ah, Pedro did.,'t fix him then; well (rising), I'll be back In hall W 
hour ; are you sure you hoard him say it was in ii secret drawer? 
SU'.xiCAN. 1 swear it. 

WEST. If you are true to me, and 1 got the will. I will give you $1000; now I will leaVO 
- you; remember.I will come by the back way. 

Mexican. Allrigbt; InoXorget. [Exits into house). 



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West. VrUovo can Voih'o bo? (t.ookin- Hromi.l). Uo ?aia ho woviM be hero; ycf?, Ii(^Ml 
• oep his word, uiul, if 1 but irot the will. :uv[ niitu' be accepted at tlie court, I shall be the 
ri.-hcstmau in Arizona: and if Pedro haMluisaed that cursed Tom, I'll marry the daughter, 
.-.Hlihen for a high life in New York, lla, h:i. (l^xit behind house up over rocks. Live- 
.. uu*sic until on. Din and D ivy eutir ironi house, come on stage). 

! )AN. Well Davy 1 feci a gr.ai deal bcth'r. but do you know I think those clay colorea 
ivu'uards will not give ic up. 

!> vvY. [Takes seat on slump.] 1 agree with you: but if things turn out well, we'll 
; be in New York, happy and independent. 

Dan-. Hegorra, if D:nU >• >I uiu g<-ts there with a whclo head of hair, FU marry Kitty 
and pray more reguhirly.. 

1>AVY. Never fear, we'll get there ; l)ut V}[ run up and see how father is. 
D^N. Sure I'll go, Davy: and you can sit here in the moonlight. [Starts but turns.] 
Here, take mv pistols, [gives hi'm pistols, he enters he Use, stands in window, starts back 
m aslouishmJnt,] Holy St. I'airlck: [whispers] but ifs jiothing but divilment and faghting 
m this oountrv. [Ha<H<s to door and beckons to Davy, who approaches • they see two men 
ihcescritoii-e,] Davy, did you hear the old maii say the will was in the escritoire? 
Davy. [Yes, but he died without teHing where the secret drawer was, [points] see, 
- they seem to have found it: .piick Dan. or L may lose all the old man left me. 

DvN (Takes pistol from Davy). You go out and watch, Davy, and don't come iu. 
until 1 call for help: look out. for th.r.'s moro of them romid: shbot whoever approaches, 
ami shoot <iuick: now go. (Davy goes on stage,' takes pistol, looks at it, then steps behmd 
rocks to watch. Dan goes in room, pistol in right hand, goes up behind Mexican, who is at 
draw, puts pistol to his head and g.an»^ him by the collar, presses him buck at the pomt of 
pistol). Now GO. [Fiano trembles until West exits]. 

\V F-T ( U dra^^ e.-. fumbling with papers). Ah. I have it, (moves to the back looking at 
r -u.er^) Come, follow me into the baek room ' [exit back in K. Dan turns, looks after West, 
R,UTH untuY IXTIL WKST Kxrr. lil rnrH,3f.xican grabs hand that pistol is m; Dau 
drops it, they struggle, fall, Dan throws him out of window P. Dan turns to pick up his 
pistol, but is grabbed by West]. 

D vv Y. [Outside, verv nervous look at house] . Oh, what can be the matter? [Dan ami 
West have a. hand to hand combat ; they clinch, fail and roll about stage ; Wes: has the wil 
in his belt; thev roll oft- the steps on the stage :'Daa gels the will; they both rise, strike at 
-ach other, both fall; Pedro enters from bank, Davy jumps from behind rocks and points 
pistol at Pedn.]. Tun>w up you ■ han l.I [Fp they go, West and Dan roll over st.vge, ^st 
eets up and ruu^ otT R. H. of ho...,e. Da.i gets up and sees Pedro with hands up ; he takes 
his kuife and pistol, then drags him to f ro.if, Dm starts back]. Davy, look, look atH the 
:vel : By the Kock of Cashei: What luck ! Take a look at him! Ain't he a daisy .^ 
Da V Y . By Jove, Dan , it's Fedro ! 

D VN Look out. Daw : he might have a cann mi; keep your i.istol on him, (D.ivy covers 
him]. So. so, me buckho, vou've walkel mLo the p irlor, -said the spider to the rty." 
[Davy's father enters from house in his shirt-sleevcs, no v.si oa, bare head, with walkiug 
;n€, comes forward] . 

IRKMBr.K UO-\IK,^\VKKr ItOilK,^ UN lll> ClTRTAlN. 

Davy (turns, sees his father). Dm, see, 'tis fatlicr. ( Ho comes to L. C Fcdru C 
Oan K. (J. Davy L. C.) 

DAi{. Foor Old mau, ha cuu't stund it uiucli longer. 



3o, 

Davy, (with pistol still on Pedro], b utlier, see, t^ere sttuid* tttjB Italiau,.r'edm^who> ^ 
treated me, when u hid, like a dog. 

Father, (staggers to the side of Pedro, aud grasps, him ))y the throat). Dog of au 
Italian I 

l*KDi{0 (staggers back.) Take him oii^ -t-a-k-e him o^', lie is mfck. . 

Fathkij. Down ouyour .JviieesI .down, or by the Ciod that made me, I will kill you! 
( lY'dro forced to his kiiees). ''tS'<^vv,yoii ini|» of hell, spoak out, as you hope for heavei\'« 
mercy! Tell me how you trejited my poer.^lyiug wife. (Takes kuife from Dau}. 

rKDHO, Spare my life, and 1 tell all; 1 leave the coui^try : T do auytliiug. 

FATiiEit. Tell me all, aud your worthless life shall be spai^e^d. , 

l*Kl>i{f>. Your wife aud baby came to live in the house with me; LlirVed iu ^-ew Yoi'lc; 
she was sick, aud could not pay rent, aud soon grew worse; she sold ev(jrythiug she had, 
table, chairs, bed, stove, all. 1 soRl tlieiu to a man who would uot pay me, aml-;- 

Davy. (AVith feeling). Oh, God!' Father, 1 remember now, dear mother told me 
that tlie money for some thiugs she had sold htnl not been paid her, aud, (points to Pedro), 
yiitt were the one who sold them, and iu-(J to my poor dying mother. 

Fatiieu (^Veeping, lifts knife above Pedro's head). Did yoi\ do this? 

Pkduo. I— I— do — not— remember. (Crouches). 

Father. Tell me, or your guilty soul sinks to hell. 

Pedro. I— I— did— uot give— her the— mj?uey. (Drops to stage, head touches the stage). 

Father. (Turns eyes to Ileaveu). Monster, may Heaven's curse rest upon you. I — 
oh, my wife, my poor dying wife. [Turns to Pedro] . Did yo u do by this lad, our child, as 
you promised his dying mother? 

Pedro. I— did— not. 

Father. ["Weeping bitterly] . Tell me who buried hei', and where was she bnried? 
If you tell me the truth I will spare you; if you lie, I'll kill you on the instant. 

Pedro. I left her dying; L took the Uoy ; I kept him a week,—! never heard of the 
mother after— 

P'atiiek. [grasps him 1)y the throat] .Liar, speak out. 

Pedro. [Trembling.] 1— mean— in a week 1 went back, and— and, (covers his face 
^ith his hands). <>h, \ cannot tell, 1 cannot tell. 

P'viirKi:. <iuii.-k. man! Dou'i v-mi see I am growing weak? The truth— the truth! 

Phdro. i found her dead, llathcr starts] , oh. I cannot lell. 

Father. Out with it. 

Pedro. 1 found her dead and the rats. 

P\\TiiEi{. (Drops knife aud fails into Davy%j arms.) yiy (iod, oh my poor wife! 
(Davy supjtorts his father. Pedro jumps up, picks up knife, raises it to stab the old man, 
^hen Dan, who i« at U. C.. tires and shoots Pedro; U\\\< <'. dead. Father recovers aud with 
uplifted hand)'. 

Father. [Davy; your mother is avenged]. 

Davy. Ameu. 

X>A^\ That's the first Uibh of macaroui i ever spoiled. 



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LrvELY Of^ixg Music. 
Act 5THr— Scene 1st. 

F"U stage, box scene, bay tn'mhur in F. B. i^idc of loindow focing^ aiLdienc^\ a colore,d 
curtain icith lace <wi one side, a-iiidof up from stage two feet, front of window open 
on stage with lace curtain.: three si^ps irith carpet on, them to come on stage; piazza 
shovjing through icindou- strong ewiu^h to irallc on in couples; .piazza runs all 
around room by the C 1)..; high a-i/idoc- eorh si<le of C. i>., u'ith lane. and colored 
curtains: steps to come on stage from ('. I). <>oor Vjitli carpet on steps. Large lamp 

on taltle, hanging lamp in centre of room o-ith tour shades on it. Set of furniture, 
rustic ■settee, and chairs on j)iazz(r, mountains and streams of water runniug down 
gap in mountains to shon-' throngli n-indoi':^. Moon shi ties on stream, plants 07i 
piazza, one large tnole iji ('. or' nn^jn. Set door L. in Jiatsoithlamp to show light in 
hallway L. D. in F. • . 

Wi'ST. , [Enters from C. D., luinss b:i( on and places. his cane in raclv, arranges lijs hair 
in glass in rack, turns, and conies to front of room. Knter Kitty froiii off piazza,' through 
hay window]. Good morning, Kitty, you are looking as sweet and charming as a rose on u 
'' bright May morning. 

Kitty [R. C. bowsj. I don't know about that sir; but I am as happy as a lark ^ 
Rud I ought to be, for we leave for New York this week. 

West. [Starts]. Indeed, 1 liad not lc:irned of that; I trust Miss Florence is well. 

Kitty. She is well, and as happy as well sir, and Aunt Jai^, too; why she actually 
kissed me this morning. 

West. And I know you deserved it _; but Kitty, has that miner been here lately, the 
iMi; they call Tamy 

Kitty. No , sir, he was here, [puts hand to head] lot m,o see, about a week ago, but 
, hf did not stay long. [Bell rings.] I nuist go, sir. (Exits D. inE. !-.). 

V West. Yes. things are working well. I have another throw, I'll load the dice ami, 
\ [looks about him] I'll win, for the lawyer has the forged will, and will read it before them 
rail. It took a (jool thousand to bring him — !ni, lia. [(Jets hat and cane, going]. I'll go 
;. down into the billiard room. [E.vit by l>ay waubw U. Enter lawyer from CD. Mid- 
dle aged man. Looks around.] 

Lawyer. .What, no one here:' Ah, I wish it was over. 1 don't quite like my part ia 
this schpme. 

Rv>i [enters,,folIowed by Davy from bay window]. Sure, this is the tiucst room Ive 
II since I left New York. Davy, how do I look any how';' [Turns around]. " 

Davy. A regular (Jount I)f; Ursay, a perfect Admirable Crichton, Duq. 

Dan. Don't flatter me, but will your fatlier be here, Davyi* 
Davy. No Dan, he is too ill to leave his roon). 

I Dan. (to lawyer). IJow are you sirl-' (Holds out hand, they shake.) dyo y*>r mind 
r fhJN cut, me old buck? 

[>AWver. [Smiling.] Your suit is very a,r!.isr,ic, and becomes. you much. 

Dan. [aside, strutting.] !*iae, he takes me for an arti^.t, 

■ 'AVY. Mr. Farley, 1 have been anxious to bee you. 



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Lawyer. Ifideed/inm glad tc meet you. [Aside.] So , this Is the young man WcBt 
is using me to rob. 

Davy. [Shakes bauds: tbcy coiuo to F.J Mr. Farley, you 14,0 spoken of as an honorable 
man, and an able and upright lawyer. I am a strduger, young and almost frieijdless. i 
have no mother ; she died when 1 was a Ittle child ; since that time 1 have not known a 
parent's love, 'till three weeks ago, when niy poor father after tifteen years of wandering, 
ten years of wiiich he served as a slave on the coast of China, where he was captured by 
pirates, found me, his only child, liere in Tombstone. You are the counsel of Mr. "West; oh* . 
sir, his claim is false: mine is founded in right and ju^tice: you,!;;ir, (ianupt at your age afford 
IQ do so foul a deed. Ob, no, give me your hand: mine is. an honest one, [offers his 
hand]. Yours bus been up to this time. Oh, sir, do not soil a reputation whlph it took you 
y^ars to establish. [Lawyer grasps Davy's hand. J 

Lawyer (Earnestly),- Damme for an old fool ! Give, me the genuine will; yo^,.can 
trust me, and I will give tbis scoundrel a dose that neitheV ipan nor devil has an antidote 
for. (Davy gives him will). 

Dan. Jumping up). llUrrah; but Davy would make the fine lawyer sure, I mean; 

oh, begorni, me heart is as light as me feet. (Dances.) 

TpM. (Enters C. D).. Good morning. (Puts hat and cqat on rack in hallw|iy L.; 
comes forward, shakes hands with all). 1 thought I might be late ;, but 1 guess I am all 

right. ' S 

Davy. Good morning. Tom. I've got something to tell you. (To lawyer) Yoi^ 
don't care, Mr. Farley. 

Lawyer. Xo, sir; not at a]J. (Aside). God, 1 feel as happy as a lord. 

Dan. Give me your list, okl Barley ; sure, your heart is in the right place; yoUjand;]^ 
are of the same mind; this "West is too bracing lor us. (Aside). Begorra, he braces every- 
body, 

Davy- Mr. Farley, Dan— Farjey. 

Dan. I beg pardon, sir. [Bows] . 

Davv [To Tom]. Mr. Farley is my friend; his honest heart will not permit. I]iim,.tO . 
do so great a wrong. 

Lawvkii. Yes, he is right: I would not; now that L know the facts, f or all the slly^r - 
iu Arizona, 

Tom. (They shake hands). Give-nltj your hand; your face sustains the decision. I 
th;ink Heaven that Arizona is bli-ssodwitb a lawyer wbosc word of honor requires neither 
t)'>nd or oath. 

DA}i. Sure, you're a brick, Mr. Farley. Bedad, I'd stay in .^.rizona another year if yer 
axe.Jme. [Aside]. A wow. Mr. West, yer don't know the yeast we've got for your loaf . 
Tl'>ntor Mr. Fiske, Aunt Jane, Florence, and JCiiiy from hallway L. Tom, Davy, D^ui an^ . 
Lawyer bow to ladies). 

T<jm. 1 trust this charming evening finds you iu your usual excelleut health, Imlies, 
' C.-hukes hands with Mr. Fiske and ladies]. 'll)i>. i- Lawyer Farley [intrgduces lawyer tQ 
I . Farley, Fiske and Davy at I'ay window ' 

Fl.OKENCE. You arc early, and your greeting is as cordial as complimentary. I think 
I can safely say, Mr. Kimball, that i'apa, Aunt, and myself are in ezceilent healti. [Scats 
At table, witb Tom and Janej. 



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p.tN (to Kitty). Arrahj Kitiy, ?ho'<» the "finest jewel, barring yourself, iu the whole 
forld. 

Kitty. Now, Dan. none of your blarney. 

OvX. Bluruevy is it; iy religion bltiruey? Is ice hoi:' CKitty sniilesS 

FlORFNOK (looks :it .0;ur'. Why D;kn. Aunt .lane and 1 ]i:ir<Uy ku;>w you: have yo>c 
iNo 'truck silver? 

.N Oo'^'iia ^i-t- litoself and watch-ehat-ni. then at Ivi.ty). Silver \s. it? no. not silver, 
'.. cPut«? firm arounil her. All laujrh). 
;?Y. TTo-w Dan. 1*11 just box your ears. 

jKS. ^ Nacio the day. darling, nri*.! ^'H buy jou.^ P«J>i' of ,'|oxing gloves, and you eah 
mrtice on my beautiful face all day. [Makes a w <v, j:aec] . 

Davy*. Dan is going to stand for Nicol the tailor v.heujie reaches New York, la^lies. 

AlXT Jane. ■ He'd better hire out to the oOyArd of {>kk.ruen to light the street l.HUips), 
rith that head of his, [All laugh] « 

Dan. Sure I'M be chairman of the board, and I'll make your friend yiv. ^Vest night iu- 
ipector of the streets : then they won't need any gun. [All laugh] . " - . 

I Aunt Jane. You saucy imp, to speak disr^ispcctful of such a gentlemen, [btrike^i at 
pan]. 

Dan. [Runs away and keeps looking at his watch chain]. Indeed, I ax your pardon; 1 
oouldu't ppeak ill oi a gentleman, [a.side] and 1 didn't either. 

W'KST. [Enters Aunt Jane, rises and goijs to greet him] . 

Aunt Jank. My dear Mr. AVost, 1 am so ^lad to see you. [Shakes haiwls, West puts 
i&tand cane iu rack.] I am delighted to sec you, 3iiss Kiskc, and you Miss Florence. [Ad- 
vances and takes her hand] . ; 

Florence. (Rising). You are welcome, ^i.^. 

West (shakes hands with ?il^. Fiske). Also you, sir. so you '(jave for New York this 
ieek: how I envy you. 

D.vN, [aside]. Begorra, but you'll change yoiu; tiuic in tibgi^i live miu,ute^. 

Mr. Fiske. Yes, Mr. W^es^ we leave thi.-, week, and I cannot sav I am sorry. 

Aunt Jane. Sorry, the only sorrow- we have Mr., West is tliat y ;ni cannot accompany 
u; isn't it, Florence? 

WE^'T. Thank you, 1 shall soon follow.. [Scjis lawyer at y/iudowi. Whv, Mr. Farley, 
did not know you had arrived. 1 Whispers) Is it lili.rigl^,]' 

Lawyer (whispers) It is all ti.ved. 

WHMT. Pardon me, friend; but as we are altogether, I would like to have my law- 
r«r read a document, which will somewhat atfoct the future of one or mjrc pfeseuc. I All 
)»y attention J. 

Din (:vsidc]. You may bet your life on that. 

West. I have lately come into possession of a great deal of property, but ,uy .lawyer 
vill explain. 

LAWYER itakesseaiat table; all sit around except West, wh^ stands behind lawyer; law- 
.. .« out two will.. I Ladles and gentlem u. I hav. hero two will. ; one is geuujue, the 
IS a forgery. I will, as I have a right, rW.= '. bcudiut' <.Vcr lawyer! tear up tba 
lone. [Tears it up. Wet smllea and rub. hb hauJ^<, La,yyer commenc.3 lo rt** 
v*>) 3 will). 



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Wr,ST. [Picks up the pieces of the forged will and looks at tkem* tUeu bceaks out.] 
Diiniiation ! Farley, you've destroyed the wrong oi\c. 

Lawyer. Yes, I have destroyed the wrong one, you doul>lo dyed scoundrel 1 [ AU start] 
and I denounce you as a bold, bad, but a foiled man. 

AVest. (Shakes\is fiJt in his face.) Betrayer and liar! 

Tom. [Ad'v*ancing to West.l ,IIold [All start back at the, comi^aJMi.J I also de- 
"nOUdceTRU as one whose villainy in a distant city caused an innocent man.two years liu- 
prisonment ' 1, villain, am that man ; yoii are the scoundrel who bad your po.cket book placed 
in my coat hanging on the wall in my humole room; you got an Italian who forced a poor. 
little ucwsbov, whom I had befriended, and who Joyed me, to put the pocket book m.my 
pocket- you sold mv invention stolen from my room, for $100,000; your tools almost mur- . 
Led the little lad and another friend whom I left to guard my property, while I was cou- 
,*yed to a distant prison. There stands the faithful Irisliman. [points to Dai:,J .Jind here Is 
(points to Davy.) the newsbjoy kao,yvn ?is Davy tbc mail boy I . 
West. (Starts fapward).- Upstart and liar. 

Davy. (With Hashing eyes, points at West). You are the upstart a^Ujir; wlj^t my 
friend Tom sav. is as true as holy writ; never, smce the pallid lip of,my dying motJx*r 
pressed this b^ow had a falsehood passed, my Ups. You hired Pedro, an Italian assass m. . 
to steal the invention of my friend, and,with a knife at my^th^.^ f^^^^^ ^^ *^ "^"^"^^^ * 
crime which has followed me all through my young life; but I.^miorgivcn. 
TOM. (Shakes hand) . That you are, Davy ! that you are. 
Dan. Oh, bedad, the yeast is rising in the West now, 

lOM. (Kings bell. Officers appear). Officers, do your duty. (Officers advance to We.t, 
i-uL^ handcuffs on West). Officer. Come, sir. 
West. iTo officers). Produce your warrant. 

OVFKEK (Producing papers). Here it is. (Officers take West off C. D.) 
-U'NT J VNE. [Weeps, falls as she thinks, in her brother's arm, at West's exit. She 
looks up]. OU, brother, is this trucy I-oh, my poor nerves. (Falls into Dan's arm). 

D.N (Who is at R. catches her>.. Look at the sleeping beauty. (^""^.'[^/^"If* ' 
too, and scream.; she clears herself of Dan and runs after him and tries to stnkc him witk. 
her fan)r 

\UNT J INK. How dare you-you stupid, grinniuir baboon. 

l-^LOHKNCK (to Aunt Jane). Never miml, Auntie (to Tom), but what does this mean. 
Mr. Kimball y 

T<»M. It moans Florence, that this West is nonclothcr than- (officers brii^ West OUt 
v^ \u> Stand in C D, back; all turn and cry out fiercer). 

^rl Kr;i.ii (he comes to atiige uud^ stands between offi -er^). 

Pom: Yes, Mercer, the unscrupulous villain, who resorted to 4 eriiftc, bm ^ ^'^' 
„ ; iy, to rob a man who never did him an injury. 

Wehi (verv sarcastic). Ves, Mercer, though tripped and powerless, yet still defiant. 
I despise and loathe you; you arc out of your element among respectable people; I care not 
lor your good will, uor your coutcmpt; (turua to Dan), and as for your Irish friena, 1U« 
Jgoorttace matcbcfl yoor own contemptible Origin {tarns to ofliccrsj. I am ready. 



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Dvx. Oii^.say, liae genllfenian, sc l -jm a iioor i-^iiorm)! Irishman, am \f Well. I lia ^^ 
rather be in inv humble place, auii kiKiw licit v illi all my igii<,»i:tiu.c I iieviT went buck oil 
my old mother's teucbings. tluui buve your liiir. bcccdiiia. aiul Unow 1 bait s[)iirn d lue 
mother's dying rouusei. 

MekCEII. I supijose you leanioil thai prcUv speech Irom yoiiler :[)t.iart. 

D AX. Xo, it comes from ah hoiM>>t, heaft— a tliiug you never knew. 

r">A\'\'. crakes Dan's hand). >; ever ntmilC' Dan : youiuvir. as lie has done, "disgraced 
an honest name. {To Mercer). Scoundrel, had }oi! the niaiiiioo I of IJ.in U'Maun, you 
would never have known a lelon's" cell. 

3IeI{<'EK. (With sarcasamj. .So, ho. my m wsboy j.:jt-;>:ci:ii«te, you al>o have a n.etly 
speech. ' . 

Tom. Davy, leave him to me: he robbed nie, and bad Ids I'oul plans suci- -eJc I, both 
Dan and yourself would now b^ wher<i lu' I a.m afraid will njver reaeli. You say I am out 
of my element in respectable society, tbat my origin \y. oirs;-ui-r and laiated; K^arn then that 
Clara Foster, ytui- mother's,— [Mercer starts back, puis ban Is lo his bea;i.] friend and 
schoolmate, was my mother; tliat John Sirong the ]Sl'\v Vo.-k ni'i-rluiui. wlio died abroad, 
was my father; and now sir. for the sake of your motlior. mv mother's friend, I give you 
your freeilora. [Tom goes to Florence, who is at tidde, takes Fioreiurc's hand, they converse, 
dumb show. West is back to (J. D. on stag , head iiangs down on his chesL, hands to his side 
in deep remorsc.J 

Mr. FiSKE. Both myself and sister forgive you ihe deciplion you practiced towards 
us. 

Tr>M it uras^ rises and goes to C;. You are free. IMhcers, you may go. (Tom takes 
Florence to t»a.y window. Auut Jane a»id Mr. !'\ske li. at ta^bh;. lawyer L. in a,rm chair with 
iJavy side in chaii', Dan auU Kiity ii. ou sofa. 1 

Dan (to Kitty). Now Kitty, name tlie day. atkd wl gc to New York, settle down on 
our grand estate and raise pigs and praties. 

Kitty. Yes, little duck i and little 'diickeny. 

Dan. And little Dans and Kittys by the dor.jii. (Kitty pu.-.l)e- liim oil" -,jfa). For 
Shame, Dan O'Maun. 

JDan. Ami with the money D.ivy's goiti;^ to givr, me Fll buy ni3,eio. — 

KrTTY. And wijaf ara J to have V 

Dan. Oh, something, etc.— 

Davy [comes forward]. Aad now iuy kiu ( fri.^u.is, uu/ii^ ;jy£ tiie cx.miple, niay yoa 
CJVtr Xoliow a mother's teaching and ever treasure a Mother's Momory. 

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t>AX. Oh, my fiue gentlemau, so I am a poor igaoraat tri^man; jm^ lH We\\> I 4i*<^ 
f-Ht.hor he in mv humble place, and kuow thjit with all my igiiorauue I never Avent back ou 
my old mother's teachings;, than have your line biccdiiig, and kuow 1 had spumed me 
mofhor'«< dying counsel. 

Mercf.r. 1 suppose you learned tliat pn^tty ^:pccch from yonder upstart. 

Dan. No, it come.s from an honest heart--a thing you never knew. 

Davy. (Takes Dan's hand). Never mini, Dan; you isever, as he has done, disgraced 
un honest name. (ToMeroer). >jcoundrel, h:id you the manhood of Dan O'^Iaun^ you 
would never have known a felon's cell. 

Mkuckr. (With sarcasam}. 'So, ho, my uow^bc-y Graduate, you also have a pretty 
••peeeh. - 

VoM. Davy, leave him to me^ he robbed me, and had bis foul plans succeeded, both. 
l.>au and yourself would now be where he I am afraid will never reach. You say I am out 
otmy element in respectable isOciety, that my origin is obscure and tainted; learn tben that 
Clara Foster. y< u • mother's;,— [Mercer starts hack, puts hands to his head,] friend and 
M-.hoolmate, w;is my mother'; that John Siron^ the Xow \'oi-k merchant, who died abroad, 
Has my father; jtnd now sir, for the sake of your mother, my mother's friend,! give you 
}»mr freedom. [Tom goes to Florence, who is a! table, takes Florence's hand, they converse, 
dumb show. West is back toC I), on stag;-, hc;id hangs down on his chest, hands to his side 
in deep remorse. J 

Mr. FisKK. Jiolh myself iind sister forgive you the deception yon practiced towards 
as. 

T<nr '.turns, rises and gotis to Ci. I'ou are free. OlHcers. you may go. (Tom takes 
Florence to bay window. Aunt Jane and Mr. Flske R. at table, lawyer L. in arm chair with 
Davy side in chair, Dan and -Kitty It. on sofa. I 

Dax (to Kitty\ Now Kitty, name the day. and we go to New 'York, settle down on 
our grand estate and raise pigs and praties. 

Kitty. Yes, little ducki and little chickens. 

D,-\x. And Httle Dans and Kittys by the dozen. (Kitty ji us Qc^d him oil' sofa). For 
'nme, Dan O'Maun. 

Dan. And with the money D.ivy's going lo give me I'll buy me, etc.— 

Kr n Y. And what am I to have? 

Dan. Oh, -something, oic— 

Davy [comes iorwardj. And now my km 1 friends, having set the example, may you 
»ver follow u mother's teaching and ever treasure a Mothei^'s Momory . 

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